Comedy In-Store!

They do this all the time apparently. Are there limitless bounds for comedy in the human tongue? Or do you sometimes have to translate them into Arabic and then back again? Probably not. You might end up invoking some sort of Fatwa and starting a small war.

However in London there is a place called ‘The Comedy Store’ full of so-called players. It was very funny, an improvisation like ‘Whose Line is it Anyway?’ though without Clive Anderson, or that American chap who always assume that coming up with pointless reasons for scores are funny. Paul Merton was there, which proves that he really does exist and that telly isn’t a portal into a parallel dimension. Josie Lawrence was as well, and that guy Richard Vranch who does the piano in the background; he can do comedy too. They did a skit about Killer Jelly Babies and managed to figure in and make funny Oreo Cookies and Ikea pencils.

Find it and go.