Tonight on the way to Laughs, I got stuck in stand still traffic for at least 40 minutes. So I wasn't in the greatest of moods when I got to Laughs at 9:15 (which was WAY later than I had planned). I wanted to go over some stuff and get my "game face" on and so on... Anyway, it turns out comedy is an extremely good way (for me) to get in a better mood. I went on tenth or so and had an absolute blast on stage. I did a comic-book joke (which was alright) the new Sams stuff that John Garrison helped me with yesterday, and I ended on my "how would you like to die" question. I had a ton of fun with that one, I think because it wasn't necessarily prepared. I'm not sure...
The number one answer when people are asked how they want to die is "doing it", "while having sex" or something along those lines. That's dumb. I'd want to die 10 SECONDS after sex. Because then you wouldn't have to cuddle. It would be like someone bringing you a fantastic steak (I love steak) with a twice-baked potato, green beans and that fancy bread and you died before you got to enjoy any of it. That would suck, right? I would want to finish every single scrumptious bite, and right when they brought me the bill DIE!.Yeah! Take that fancy-pants restaurant.
I wish I was a little bit talla, wish I was a balla
Prime Rib, medium rare..