For several months now, all the world, or at least, all the world that can afford New York theatre tickets, has been eagerly looking forward to the Broadway debut of Harry Potter’s wand. We at the ol’ raincoaster blog have not failed to cover the blow-by-blow as Daniel Radcliffe and his Nethers of Strange Hirsutity have triumphed in London in Peter Schaffer‘s intense psychodrama Equus, but as the day approaches when all (and we do mean ALL) will be revealed to the notoriously insatiable, cellphone-camera-equipped American audiences, Radcliffe‘s handlers are getting nervous. They fear his peen may fall into the wrong, presumably sweaty, hands.
Says the star, on the possibility of his privates being made public via a quickie Flickr: “It will be amazing but I will be terrified!” And no doubt so will some of the more shrinking violets in the audience, from what we hear!
Just how amazing it will be, fans who cannot affort the high price to share his physical presence may never know. His handlers have taken every precaution to prevent leaks, going so far as to equip the theatre with infra-red defenses, like in that capoeria laser dance scene in Ocean’s Twelve, you know the one, to sniff out and, presumably, stun or even vaporize overzealous cellphotogs. Who knows?
Cool.
His personal security has been increased as well, and let me tell you, these people do not mess around.
Image sources: Uli Weber, Hollywood Standups, hat-tip With-Malice
article hat-tip to dissfunktional
Oh, it’s so obvious
“Throw me a frickin bone, here!”
Never let it be said I never did nuthin’ for ya.
You dropped a consonant. Here ya go: “r”
Thanks. Got face?
It’s too early for a bukkake reference.
Another hangover? I was referring to your post on FFE land
No, it must be the DT’s. You CANNOT refer to one universe while in the other without dropping a link. It’s, like, explained in Dr Who or something.
Ah, a world view based on Tom Baker. Mine’s based on Ken Dodd . . . .
Ken Dodd? I didn’t even know he was sick.
Just another continuum, dahlink . . .
I came upon the real reason Daniel’s willy is being placed in such tight security. (I could do better in the… tight security than they ever could)
sorry…wandered there for a moment ^
seriously,
the real reason Radcliff’s willy is under tight security is those folks who wear gold rings. These sorcerers wearing gold rings could touch Daniel, making his willy shrink or even disappear, in an attempt to extort cash with the promise of a cure.
I kid you not!
clicking on that link says it’s expired. no way!
it’s the sorcerers!
here is that link again:
http://news.yahoo.com/s/nm/20080422/od_uk_nm/oukoe_uk_congo_democratic_witchcraft
I can assure you and Daniel Radcliffe that there are no gold rings on my fingers. If he wants to change that, I’ll consider his proposal, though.
Besides, I have enough penii. The freezer is nearly full!
Radcliffe is really creeping me out these days.
What’s next? A re-make of Cape Fear starring all Potter characters? Sheesh.
Who said bukkake party?
FFE?
Swab the poopdecks!
~m
You saw the “Orgy at Hogwarts” in the previous post, yes?
penii – isn’t that the planned stylus version of Wii?
No, it’s the root. Where do you think Wii comes from?
Touche’
What sort of leaks are they preventing? Not any of the urinary kind, I do pray.
I dont ask, I dont’ tell.