It was a FABULOUS evening with Agador and Spartacus, full of tummy rubs in bed and inappropriate ‘The Birdcage’ references.
Agador: Armand, why don’t you let me be in the show? Are you afraid of my Guatemalan-ness?
Armand (Me): Your what?
Agador: My Guatemalan-ness, my natural heat. You’re afraid I’m too primitive to be on the stage with your little estrogen rockettes, right?
Armand (Me): You’re right. I’m afraid of your heat.
“I thought I was gonna have a heart attack. I mean, I walk in the door and there’s a woman in my bed! Oh, God. And I thought, “what the hell, let’s try it once with a woman and see what those straight guys are raving about.”
Spartacus: “and the tummy rubs were gooood!”