Keeping My Day Job

Well, hopefully that’s not too painful to watch. It hurts ME to watch it, but I’m hoping I’m my own worst critic.

It’s 3 minutes of new material. I have to point out that the audience was suffering at the hands of a cruelly dull emcee, so I was starting with a pretty cold group.  You know, in my defense.

Also in my defense: I forgot my squeaky clown nose. MAN that would have made it funnier.

Let me also add that I’m not nearly that gay-looking in real life.  I am, however, that fat and bald.