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Prince, His Pussy and Me? Well, I went to the comedy bar at 19:00 in time for the 20:00 start. Once there I was told that it was due to start at 21:00. Nice, time for some beers.
As I eagerly awaited, sipping my bar, I started to become slightly worried by the lack of people in the bar. Had it already started? Was it the wrong night? At 20:55 I went downstairs to Joe's Comedy Bar to pay myself in. Totally empty. The Twilight Zone started to play softly in my head. 21:30 and Joe, of Joes Comedy Bar enters the Comedy Bar, Phew it is on tonight. Still no people though. "So Joe what's up with this Prince thinggie." "She chickened out. Mary Anne is stuck in traffic from the tube strike. Probably worried no one would turn up" She was right to worry. No one did. Still treated me to a free night of comedic acts that were lined up last minute. Which was nice. I even got to play a rastafarian George Bush. . | |
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DAMN, that's COLD...
and lonely as fuck! | |
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That's what I said. . | |
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