So I expected Brad Pitt, Kevin Spacey, and Morgan Freeman and instead got massive blowup dough nuts and rubber chickens. Overall, I was left satisfied and smiling...Teehee...
Their theme becomes significant when you're faced with the unpleasant reality that girls have goatees and muscles larger than your head...gross...but funny.
I got soul but I'm not a soulja. Soulja boy up in dat...These are a few examples of where soul is going and now you can watch where the Freshman went. It's an interesting comparison. Someone should write a term paper.
Freshman Ladies are the second of the freshman groups and they come at you with a mix of Jock Jams and Devil Wears Prada sound tracks to try to convince the audience to go play sports.
They took off the hoodies. I really have nothing else to say considering they have such a normal name, very traditional costumes, and no lyrics. This gives me little to work with...which is also what she said.
A hispanic flying Harry Potter is pretty much the only thing this show needed to make it broadway worthy...WAIT! Could it be? JoyBe. It's a bird. It's a plane. NO! I told you! It's Joy Be.