Last Friday Rusty and I had tickets to the Lisa Lampanelli show at TPAC. We weren't sure it was going to be an enjoyable evening, though, because all through the opening act (see guy below), the ladies directly behind us would not stop talking. It was beyond annoying. It was like the very exaggerated scenes you see in movies, only it was totally for real. But thank god they shut their yaps when The Queen of Mean took the stage. She was rude, crude, irreverent, callous, offensive and beyond raunchy. We had a blast!
I think this guy was funny. At times anyway. Between his drunken slurring and the chatty Cathies behind us, we couldn't quite hear his whole set.
Before the show, the WBC *puhtoooie* showed up to picket. Ms. Lampanelli went out to see what was going on and pledged to donate $1000 to the Gay Mens Health Crisis for every member that showed up to picket. And she said she was going to send in WBC's name.
Awesome.
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