theres a fab monologue in Willy Russell's 'Breezeblock park' which takes the pee outta waiting for godot - it never fails to make me smile!
"Don't talk to me about theatres! I went to one once. 'Ey, John, what was the name of the play, that play I took you an' y' mother to see when it was rainin' in town? Remember? Waitin' for Godot. That was it. I'll tell y' about theatres. We went in to see this thing, it was about these tramps waitin' for this mate of theirs. Well, I'm not kiddin' you. All this audience were sittin' there waitin' for him as well. I could see straightaway what was gonna happen though. I'd been there for five minutes an' I knew. I opened up me programme didn't I, John? An' I looked down the list, y'know, where it gives the names of the characters like? An' straightaway I knew, didn't I? His name's not there in the programme y'see, this Godot's. Well, it's common sense, if his name's not in the programme he's never gonna show up. Y' could wait a hundred years an' he'd still never walk onto the bloody stage. But all the rest of these stupid buggers in the place - they didn't have the sense to look in the programme an' work it out for themselves. I slipped out to this cafe next door an' read the paper. I laughed meself silly at the rest of them next door. When our John come out with his mum, I said to him, didn't I, John? I said to him - don't tell me - the Godot feller didn't turn up!"
The Artist Formally Known As 'Anon2'