October 29, 2012
Do polar bears like ice????? I'm always skating on thin green eggs and ham!
I kind of do this all the time...making instant comedic commentary...though I didn't know officially it was improv. I've been *well* trained--but does it count if done by an abusive ex??
I love comedy in the moment. I come to "improv" my alleged sense of humor.
Deliciously, dastardly damn FUNNY. So spontaneous, it ignites your neurons, bumps up your belly-laugh and loosens your bowels...oops, didn&#039;t mean to reveal that. (Someone toss me the Kleenex.) It does crush your self-esteem...but in a good way. Kind of like Buddhism, in which you lose all sense of direction, self-importance, personal needs and desires, and most of all, again...your bowels. Like a colonic for the brain. In sum: Hello improv, goodbye normality.