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...
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.
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.
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.
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.