farahmoans
Sometimes your comedic material matures past queefing into microphones on stage…but sometimes you have to sacrifice your maturity in order to re-visit your artistic origins.
Last night I re-visited my origins at my favorite open mic in the entire world. A self-inflicted injury to my own dignity has never felt so good.

Sometimes your comedic material matures past queefing into microphones on stage…but sometimes you have to sacrifice your maturity in order to re-visit your artistic origins.

Last night I re-visited my origins at my favorite open mic in the entire world. A self-inflicted injury to my own dignity has never felt so good.