Every comic that has a bad set’s first reaction is “The crowd sucked.” Well, every once in a while, they’re right. There is a simple math equation in comedy that the smaller the crowd, the worse it goes, but sometimes, like last night, it’s just ridiculous. One way to tell is that if there are 13 comics – black, white, female, male, young, old, gay, straight, etc. – and 10 don’t do well? The crowd sucks. Someone has to hit, it’s the law of averages.
Rather than focus on the bad, I will share two moments from the show (I did well, obviously…) that stood out from last evening. I said, “Who has ever got out of a bad relationship?” A dude said, “Me! 14 of ’em!” That’s on you, pal. You’re 25. You’re a piece of shit. He then said (in reference to me talking about crabs, not that I have them), “Hit them with a hammer!” That explains the single state of your love life.
The crowning moment, though, was a guy came up to the group of miserable comics post-show and said, “Who did the crabs joke?” Me: “I did.” Him: “That was funny…who did a lobster joke?” My buddy: “I did.” Him: “That needs some work.” That made my night. And remember rule 49 of comedy – crabs are funnier than lobsters.