Holy sheepshit, Cheech, this has got to be a parody...

(looks at site)

BWAHAHAHAHA! It's true! I guess the Hamilton Steele Pseudo-Intellectual That Used to Sell His Wife's Panties on Ebay trend is growing!

I have to give him credit though, there's a real lack of plays out there that have three exclamation points in the title.

I just love the image of this guy in a room with millions of Kurt Cobain posters, leafing through hundreds of old copies of Rolling Stone and RIP and Melody Maker arranged around his bong. Ava Vincent stumbles in through her quaalude stupor.

"Kurtie, are you going to go to work today?"

"I'm doing REEESEARCH! And close the door!"

Shit, I should be a litterateur...