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Who wants to blow bubbles and suck peppermint?
Who wants a smelly secretary to take dictation for them?
Who wants a lullaby in a foreign language?
Who wants to be wrapped up in daisies, wrapped up in plumbs, enveloped in posies, a thousand aching thumbs?
Who wants to be queen for a day?
Who wants to give the air meaning?
Who wants it to be just you and him and a hundred matches in a dark room?
Who wants to have a really good conversation? We'll provide the script.
Who wants a whirlwind romance complete with champagne, hickeys, and your name sung off the rooftops?
Who wants to make a graceful exit?
Who wants to participate in a watermelon eating contest?
Who wants a phone call from a very important person?
Who wants to go to Schlitterbahn?
Who wants to learn how to make pickles?
Who wants to be on the top or the bottom of a dog pile?
Who wants to open their Christmas presents early this year?
Who wants to pack up all your cares and woes and send them to a complete stranger?
Who wants an arousing pony ride?
Who wants to be a silent partner?
Who wants to be wrapped up like a Christmas cracker?
Who wants me to give up one of my vices?
Who wants to be a voyeur?
Who wants the chance to break open a very special pinata?
Who wants to play a private game of "smells?"
Who wants to hear a lady banker tell a secret about each of her 57 boyfriends?
Who wants a custom-made suit of newspaper, tailored to their specifications?
Who wants forgiveness?


178 offers gone, 322 remain... 



149 offers gone, 351 remain...



59 offers gone, 441 remain...
29 offers gone, 471 remain...
The Chronicle once again humbles us by paying attention to what we're doing. Here's Wayne Alan Brenner's lively explanation of our new show (as well as some background on Rubber Rep that we can vouch for as 99.5% accurate).