Birch syrup is a thing, too, so I imagine it was used in the birch and marshmallow flavour. (Birch syrup is great to use instead of molasses in some cases, like in BBQ sauce.)
Birch syrup is a thing, too, so I imagine it was used in the birch and marshmallow flavour. (Birch syrup is great to use instead of molasses in some cases, like in BBQ sauce.)
Oh, I thought I was commenting on that news article about a church collapse killing all its parishioners. The Hannibal renewal is good news, too.
You've failed me for the last time, Vanderwerff.
While I agree with some of that, do us a favour and facepalm harder next time. Possibly with a brick in hand.
FUCK YEAH FUCK YEAH FUCK YEAYH!!
Which is unfortunate, because it seems if you're popular enough to sell out large venues you'll have to deal with that, and if you're performing at small venues, where one would expect the audience to be respectful of comedy club etiquette, you have to deal with that.
Yeah, a lot of uncouth douchebags like his stuff but I would qualify their heckling as overzealous fandom rather than hostility. (At least at the performance I attended.) An interruption is an interruption and I understand his frustration, but like I said before, it's because they love him.
And all the coolest friends!
More than diffusing the situation, it's an excellent way to not dignify them with an earnest answer. Unless they're hitting on you, it's none of their fucking business.
Now that I think of it, Chappelle did have some hecklers despite it being a large venue, although they weren't like the ones mentioned in Carmen's article. They did interrupt the set a few times, but it was out of love. The guy yelling for Dave to do a sequel to Half Baked did inspire a good riff, though. (Needless to…
I think @Eat_Up_Martha:disqus is propositioning you, Archmage.
The Devil and Canadians have many things in common, it seems.
That's such a shame. I expect those people when I go to clubs or bars, but one would hope that comedy clubs are sanctuaries for creatives and outsiders. If assholes were committed to their convictions they'd have no music, film or art.
After years of listening to metal I never would've pegged the Devil as being so well dressed.
Coincidence, or serendipity?
Are all comedy clubs populated by such colossal douchebags? I've only ever attended stand up acts at large venues, usually because I'm seeing popular acts (Dave Chapelle, Norm MacDonald, Louis CK, etc).
I rarely read entire columns on the AVC anymore, but this is one I'm always anticipating. Damn good writing. Especially considering it's the Devil.
Primer was not a one hit wonder. In fact, it was just a primer for what Carruth is capable of creating.
Mother's Day tip:
I bet his dominant hand isn't even cramped and calloused from years of pleasuring himself which slowly turned into pity-fucking his hand which quickly turned into apathetically kneading the half-tumescent letdown to his family's legacy! LOOOOOOSERRRR!