Here’s to ultra-thin schedules and heaps of back-log. . . . . bringing you the best, or at least meaning to. Up late at night in my mad scientist’s laboratory working on something very special. The dream never dies and we’ll be back again as soon as possible.
Chant his name for a 21st century revival– “Beetlejuice! Beetlejuice! Beetlejuice!” The time is ripe and the expectations fetid as he’d doubtlessly have adventures in our current climate of the lurid American underbelly. When it comes to comedy, he means business!