I’m often asked about my biggest bomb ever. Problem is, after over twenty years of doing this, I’ve bombed so many times that it’s hard to pick a favourite. A year into my career for instance, I did a show for 8 other comics inside a fellow comedian’s basement apartment. The booker of the show/tenant told me that if I started going over my time, she’d light me by opening her fridge door. I tanked so hard that I only did about 3 minutes and then awkwardly sat back down on her couch with the rest of the other losers. While I was upset by my performance, at least I didn’t have to decide whether the booker was making a… Read More... "Madoc"
