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.