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Just watched "The Producers." Which contains John Barrowman with a cheap blond dye-job, singing "Springtime for Hitler." Why has no one informed me of this before? Seriously, it was priceless, especially since the whole thing's just the sort of scheme Jack might have pulled in his con artist days.

Yay for movie musicals, which allow me to see plays I can't afford to see on stage! I mean, seriously, those tickets were going for like $200.