I loved my trip to Milwaukee. It's so rare to find a group of grown-ups so committed to play* that for the first three days, nobody even admits to having a day job. Had a chance to work on my extemporaneous rap skillz and learn about how to not die while auditioning at The Second City. (Bring a friend who will carry your defibrillator.)
Got a lot of $2 Coors Lights bought for me by a few dudes, all so desperate for a piece of Tourney Tail that they used their best material.
Hm. Where have I been all your life? Um, checking the temperature in hell. To see if it froze over. Because then I'd go out with you. Get it? ZING AGAIN.
Except that really I just turned around and said awkwardly, Woah. I think you maybe have the wrong impression. RITA! Come to the bathroom with me.
This is the stage at ComedySportz Milwaukee where we did some cleaving and some winning and some representing of the ComedySportz Twin Cities.
For the most part, we just had a lot of beer.
We're all drunk in this picture, which I stole from Nate's Twitter at 2:38 pm. With a full battery and all bars.
Bars.
Ha.
Zzzzzzzzzzzz.
*outside the Hedonism circles. Though I suppose Comedy is its own kind of pleasure cruise. Zing.
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