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I've just synthesized a new party drug for deaf people.
It's called MDM-Ay?
totally ruined my evening.
Although the fact I did isn't necessarily an indicator of quality, mind.
I'm not really a fan of jokey jokes. I thought I'd give it a bash. So far, it hasn't paid off.....but I'll see how it's going in a couple of hours.
Lately, I'm finding myself drawn to those abrasive, 'porn blue' comedy jerks who started in Mitzi Shore's west Hollywood 'The Comedy Store' (Andrew Dice Clay and the like). On one of Marc Maron's 'WTF'' podcast Clay talks about taking females back to his West LA apartment, getting them to wash him in the bath and then coaxing them to chow down on his bellend (like a weird inverted ablution ritual).
If you haven't already, I urge you to go to http://www.wtfpod.com/ and listen to some of the podcasts.
They're an absolute goldmine for discussion about the comedy process, the market forces of working stand-ups, and the usual excavation of neurosis and mother complex.
Kimmel talks about his sadistic mother and how she used to make him get on his knees and pay homage to her in front of his neighbour.