Show us your funny…

March 23, 2009

Fortunately for you all, I have a knack for finding humor in just about anything.
Unfortunately for you all, I also have no choice but to work a full-time job.

This is where things are going to start to get fun.  Let’s be honest…who goes to a show and doesn’t want to take part in “audience participation”?  Who doesn’t want to stand up in front of a room full of strangers and cluck like a chicken while dropping your pants around your ankles?  That’s right.  No one.  Everyone wants to participate somewhere deep down in that place where we all dream of being a star.  Well my new friends, I’m about to give you all that chance.

I want your funny and I’m willing to beg for it.  So here I am, pants around my ankles – clucking like a chicken – begging for it.  In the coming days I will be setting up a new page on my blog that will give you all the coveted opportunity to send me your funny to share with the world.  I might have to set up some rules and guidelines for your (as well as my own) protection.  As I’ve told you before: I have no bail money.



  1. Is it just me or does everybody see words on passing cars or trucks and think “That would make a great band name” and then use the first line that pops into their mind as the title of the debut release?

    My drive home today produced these:
    Chlorine — Everybody Out of the Pool.
    Ox Babies — No Bull
    Hydralift — Off Your Knees

    If I really get bored, I try to turn the letters on license plates into a job title. So if I see XCT 984, I assume that the driver is a Xenophobic Cardio Technician.

    webiegal, does this make me funny, haha, or Les Nessman funny?

    • First off, I’ll claim to be too young to even have a clue as to who “Les Nessman” is. So hold on a moment while I Google that name.


      Ok, I’m back.

      Seems the answer to your question mrm13 is that you are indeed funny — haha funny. Unless you can claim to wear a band aid on your forehead on a daily basis or, you have in your past, concocted a promotional give away involving the tossing of live turkeys from a helicopter. In that case…my answer changes.

  2. “As God is my witness, I had no idea turkeys couldn’t fly!”

  3. I’m there! Scrambling up the stage, stirrup pants catching on the stairs, proudly displaying my 2XL screen-printed t-shirt with neon letters spelling “WEBIE” with a blazing, wide-eyed smile saying nothing less than YOU PICKED ME??!?!…no shame.

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