"Thought you could! But why on earth would you want to?"
Three words: Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky. More specifically: The Nutcracker. Yet more specifically: this.
P.S. I know, I know: you've seen more impressive choreography, the scenery looks like it was cut out of construction paper (and is that a spaceship, a birds' nest, or the eye of Sauron in the upper left corner?), and the men's costumes are funky. (I was going to be wearing one of those poofy white skirts myself.) But this was the production I grew up watching, and there's a particular kind of magic in that. I'm still convinced that entering heaven will sound like 11:20.