The Watering Of Mike Daisy

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I am performing the show to a packed house, when suddenly the lights start coming up in the house as a flood of people start walking down the aisles — they looked like a flock of birds who’d been startled, the way they all moved so quickly, and at the same moment… it was shocking, to see them surging down the aisles. The show halted as they fled, and at this moment a member of their group strode up to the table, stood looking down on me and poured water all over the outline, drenching everything in a kind of anti-baptism.

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