Friday, May 8

There'll be no finger-banging in my basement

Was probably the 5th funniest thing Janeane Garofalo said at her show tonight. A set heavy on spanx and anti-depressants humor is virtually guaranteed to tickle my funny bones.

The teabaggers threatened to come out and heckle everyone's favorite liberal political stand-up, but they all pussied out. Idiot douche-bags.

So we were left in peace to enjoy stories such as "I offered my boyfriend a blow-job each time he walked the dog. Let's just say after 10 years together he ain't walking the dog that much".

It was only my second time at Somerville theater. The first was to see the Patrick Swayze movie Roadhouse.

Somerville theater. 2 for 2.

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