Last night the union (pretty much the mankiest gathering of mind cream on earth) hosted a comedy evening, courtesy of the comedy alliance. It was pleasent, good fun was had by all. My Jean pant now smell like stale vomit and beer, because, well, the floor in the union is not ideal as a seating place.
Just to set him apart, Bevan Cullinan was a little slice of creamed panties. He had people in tears. We laughed out loud.
Thats about it. Local (Rhodes) comedy was not anything special, so i am going to write about not writing about it. See?
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