This is easily one of the craziest things I have ever seen:
I’m off to an adventure of brief proportions to the land from whence I almost came. A detailed update may, or may not, follow in a few days.
This is absolutely great. When comedians run out of writers to depend on for their jokes, they resort to riffing off of each other. The very fundamentals of improv are at work here:
Jeff at Fiddler’s Green in San Francisco… attempting to do an inebriated Harry Caray whilst inebriated.
My friend on the logic behind his misfortunes:
I’m the only homeless person with a job. How the fuck does that work?!
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