Oh, now I shall never understand you all, at the top of the world. Not only do you throw chocolate, but you throw chocolate with essences of orange. Oh the humanity!


The theatre owners must have really been in a snit after each representation.
That reminds me of the corner cinema when I was a child. From 9:00 to 15:00 they showed kiddy movies (19:00 to 23:00, porn). When the crowd got too rowdy the owner would throw open the lights and threaten to call our mothers if we didn't pipe down and behave ourselves. She was a big beefy woman with one eyebrow that stretched from one ear to the other and the beginnings of a beard, so we were pretty quite after that. No throwing of anything (and certainly NOT chocolate).