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COMPETITION NO. 48: “BROADWAY SEQUELS.” Please suggest a followup Broadway show, adapted or original, that may not be Tony-bound. For example:
LES PLUS MISÉRABLES
ON THE TOWN II: RUMSPRINGA
SIDE SHOW II: THE SURGICAL SEPARATION
MONDAY BACK AT WORK WITH GEORGE
Enter on Twitter with the hashtag #broadwaysequels, or in the comments thread below, by June 3.
RESULTS OF COMPETITION NO. 47: “POINTLESS PROVERBS,” in which you were asked to create a pithy saying without so much actual pith.
HONORABLE MENTION TO:
Black sky at night, everything’s all right.
Blue sky at night, it’s not night.
Even the darkest clouds have feelings.
If you live it up, you’ll have to live it down.
When in Rome, carry a water bottle and an umbrella.
May comes in like a goat, but goes out like a different goat.
Spare the rod, spoil the video.
Night is always darkest before the sun starts to rise.
The largest hippo shall never be the smallest mouse.
Hang out all your ideas like laundry on a line, but wrap yourself in the one that does not blow away.
One man’s trash is probably trash.
At the end of the day, the Chinese are just getting started.
Waste not wanting more than you can chew.
The more things change, the less they stay the same.
Don’t be the 53rd card in the deck.
A girl who kisses on the first date often has trouble with her weight.
You’ll get your money when you have one foot out the door.
Never plant North Carolina tobacco with South Carolina rice.
A picture is worth a thousand emoji.
Whichever seat in the theater one chooses, it is always the same movie onscreen.
The slowest flowing river is still wet to the touch.
AND THE WINNER IS:
Sometimes plain vanilla isn’t.