Killing Hun in the Sun

For two nights only at the Rechabites Hall there's blood on the carpet and beer in the fridge, there's Vera Lynn on the stereo and the couch is stained with substances too strange to name. Welcome to the home of Colonel Roderick Carter, a charming old man with teeth like razors and a mouth like an abandoned septic tank.

KILLING HUN IN THE SUN, a comedy with nudity, swearing, violence and Anzac Day, is on for two more days at The Rechabites - don't miss out on this final chance to see this locally- produced one- man show before it heads interstate and overseas next year.

Groups of five or more - $5 each.