I just came up with a great comedy routine about how I used to be a professional heckler before I became a comedienne. It is golden, dudes. Golden. I'm thinking of taking the act on the road. The last part of the joke is that after I explain how one becomes a professional heckler and how I personally would go about heckling I explain that most nights, near the end of the comedian's act I would yell out, "You're not so funny! Any fucking idiot could get up and do what you do, Mr. Funny Pants!" And then I indicate with arm movements and facial expressions that that is EXACTLY WHAT I DID. and then I say, "So THAT IS EXACTLY WHAT I DID." Pretty great, eh? Its better live. You have to be there, so to speak. Well, I'm off to piss on the old farmers market here in the plaza and then drive to E-Town for a quick look about and then drive back to Orrygone for some sweet sweet oregon ass.
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