It's 2:30 AM, and I'm napping, gently napping, when I hear a tapping, an insistent rapping at my chamber door. I groggily stumble to the door, thinking my roommate forgot her keys, but open it to see not a raven but a gentleman of questionable sobriety
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PS - I totally met someone who is kind of a family friend of mine who did improv @ UMass last year (he's not there any more), and we bored everyone by discussing improv philosophy. Awesome.
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Well, there's still the sketchy comedy. I mean, sketch. And if it doesn't work out, I promise I won't kvetch.
hardy har har
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Are you in an Improv troupe? :p Awesome! I saw a fantastic group in Seattle. Better than Theatresportz. And I have EMT training.
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