A giggle turned into a chuckle that begat

A giggle turned into a chuckle that begat a short burst of laughter out loud. A hearty guffaw then rounded steadily into the dreaded silent laugh where my stomach began to ache and

I coughed momentarily to disguise my amusement. Why wasn't anyone else laughing at Hamlet? The play hilarious! I must go back stage and thank Willy for the yuks. I folded my fan.

Then I sneaked backstage so I could surprise William. I could teach him some new codes with my fanny, we'd have so much fun! 'Will!' I exclaimed when I'd finally found him. 'Hamlet

sucks compared to Star Trek!" William smiled warmly, "I know," he gushed. Shatner noodled something unintelligible on piano, "My raw talent makes Shakespeare seem, well,

pretentious.I can't be the one to blame,I'm just telling the truth."Shatner began to sing "Begin the begine"and the crowd

suddenly did face palms, all in unison. "Stick to Star Trek!" yelled one particularly heartsick fan. Shatner didn't seem to notice (or care) and kept on belting out the notes.

It was a bad song. It was a poor delivery. It proved nothing he thought he would prove. The audience writhed in agony as Shatner crooned the lamest hits from 70s progressive rock

. Apparently someone had sneaked rotten vegetables into the concert because they were being splattered on the stage. Shatner thought this was encouraging and continued playing

a moment, his great balls were on fire. That was the last time, however. He was done, washed up, a has-been. But Jane still loved him...and she was his salvation in the end.