Hearing About Investing In Acting

Investments seemed good and sealed when the private gulf stream plane landed on the South Florida vacation destination area. Still competitive Hal and Dale’s fast track odds flashed projected profitable payoffs, and these reported numbers created a circus atmosphere which lured interested parties into its fantasy.

“Ah, Dale I am really enjoying this new funhouse gig we created during our twilight years,” Hal mentioned observing the theater stage at their new venue.

“You do not think we are saying adios dinero?” Dale answered with a question.

“No, this one is a winner,”

Suddenly, within a second the show encountered more drama when coming from stage left right acting like a two-year-old a maiden claiming she was in a place that had an ‘open carry’ law and it was safe to promote her sponsored “Jolting Petro Energizer Drink,” and the closer look was instigated by the infamous rival, Shaq Diesel Company who needed attention.

“He claimed a foul,” the pushy talent screamed, “now, I am disqualified and out of the money.”

Hearing this conversation Hal turned to Dale, “did you know despite all her creativity Anna’s Image was out of the money?”

“And now I guess due to the inquiry Anna is placed in the show position,” Dale contemplated.

“But what about Shaq’s Diesel move? Is he still making a dollar?”

“No, he is still out of the money,” Dale confirmed.

Still out there, lurked a lovable creature labeled Panotti. Due to a big ear adversity, he was out of the money despite an appearance if marketed properly would bring in the curious. Fending off onlookers Panotti lifted one enlarged listening device then obtained information stating, ‘a problem that he could help solve.’

“Dealing with these unbelievable spectacles and their starter optional claiming issues is like engaging with three year olds,” Hal brought his true feelings to the table while putting the coffee cup to his lips.

“For them it is a money factor to be put on display at our place.”

“And once they get what they want and are winners, all of a sudden they are so domineering,”

Maybe if we could make a divine exchange in the show,” Dale offered up an idea.

Pondering their problem Panotti entered, “well if it isn’t Prince Panotti,” Hal excitingly exclaimed.

Securing a seat at the diner counter Prince Panotti started to spin his story, “well I found myself out of the money and they suggested, ‘take my shot’ and the next day my ears grew really big.”

“Star like big?” Hal questioned a comment.

“You must have been ousted from the palace!”

“Yes, then one day in my forest place a maiden claiming to be a travel guide claimed foul against the winning gambling czar, but it was disallowed,”

“What happened then?” The investors inquired in unison.

“She wanted a photo to replace the one with the gambling czar.”

“Wow,” Hal and Dale were impressed.

“Then this show casted me, and we were a raging whirlwind success,”

“That is how we heard about you,” Hal and Dale explained, ‘why don’t you be in our extravaganza,” Hal continued, “we could call the production ‘Prince Panotti's Hearing’,” Dale followed up.

Sometime soon there were bright spotlights under the moon and ‘Prince Panotti’s Hearing’ blasted all through the tabloid headlines screaming ‘it sounded great.’