RIP Mitch
One of my all time favorite comedians, Mitch Hedburg, died today. He was so talented. He was only 37. It's so sad. I really wish Ryan and I had gone to his show in Tampa over the summer. Comedians are my celebrities of choice. Some people can quote movies or know every lyric on a CD. Well I can pick out a comedic routine from a mile away. So this is something sad for me. I feel the urge to watch his special.
I have other things to report, but those thoughts shall be saved for a later date. Instead I shall provide a few of Mitche's jokes. Of course this is not a good representation of how he would present them, but it'll have to do.
Quotes:
This shirt is dry clean only. That means it's dirty.
I think a rotiserrie is a morbid ferris wheel for chickens.
So, I wish I could play little league now. I'd kick some fuckin' ass. Way better then I did before.
Somebody asked me if I wanted a frozen banana. I said no, but I want a regular banana for later, so yeah.
And my personal favorite:
My apartment is infested with koala bears. It's the cutest infestation ever. Way better than cockroaches. When I turn on the light, a bunch of koala bears scatter, but I don't want them too. I'm like, "Hey... Hold on fellas... Let me hold one of you, and . . . feed you a leaf." Why are Koala bears so fucking cute cute? why do they have to be so far away from me? We need to ship a few over, and I will apprehend one, and hold, and pet one on the back of his head. ~ Mitch Hedberg
I have other things to report, but those thoughts shall be saved for a later date. Instead I shall provide a few of Mitche's jokes. Of course this is not a good representation of how he would present them, but it'll have to do.
Quotes:
This shirt is dry clean only. That means it's dirty.
I think a rotiserrie is a morbid ferris wheel for chickens.
So, I wish I could play little league now. I'd kick some fuckin' ass. Way better then I did before.
Somebody asked me if I wanted a frozen banana. I said no, but I want a regular banana for later, so yeah.
And my personal favorite:
My apartment is infested with koala bears. It's the cutest infestation ever. Way better than cockroaches. When I turn on the light, a bunch of koala bears scatter, but I don't want them too. I'm like, "Hey... Hold on fellas... Let me hold one of you, and . . . feed you a leaf." Why are Koala bears so fucking cute cute? why do they have to be so far away from me? We need to ship a few over, and I will apprehend one, and hold, and pet one on the back of his head. ~ Mitch Hedberg