Norah and I are going to the Improv in Addison this Friday night to see Joe Rogan, you know…..the guy from Fear Factor? Do you think I should heckle him about his show being my worst nightmare?
This also got me thinking back to the days of the Looney Bin where some of our local favorites, as well as some second rate hacks, tried to make us laugh. I remember TR Degraw and his joke “That’s the problem with f*cked up parents, your birthday cake don’t have no candles, the icing is all sticky, and it’s made from a cushion out of the couch.” I remember Big Moe Alexander, the hypnotist, and a couple others.
There was this one comic, Captain Rowdy, that Gary and Danny raved on and I couldn’t wait to see what all the fuss was about. This guy was foul! Not like bad language kinda foul, of which there was plenty of that too, but more like dildoing grandma with a firepoker kinda foul. The people would get pissed and leave the place in a real huff as Captain Rowdy made cat calls and egged them on the whole way. “Go on and leave you dickless, toothless, thunder wonder, I got your money already so get the hell out!” I asked him, “How can you bomb like that and still expect to have people show up tomorrow night?” He said to me, “Son, I know it seems like a train wreck, but all those people are going to go home and tell everyone they know how bad it was tonight and tomorrow night all of the people they told will be here to see if it is true.” True genius. Do you have a Looney Bin story? Post it up!