The other day my mother pointed out Joyce’s husband during the interview where he kept saying “what” when describing a conversation with wife and police to the musical Chicago where the husband came home to his wife, the police and dead body. That interview reminded my mother of that scene.
Well today we have news Joyce baked pastry for guards to be able to sneak frozen meat with tools in it to the prisoners. Well this reminds me of Sweeney Todd but instead of sneaking body parts out via meat pies she is sneaking things in.
Yeah kinda a silly post.