So a couple weeks ago, I went to Charleston for a Comedy Festival.
Overall it was an enjoyable weekend. I drank, I ate, I performed. I ate a lot. it was me, Amber and Matt Horgan. Matt was our food guide, as is often is the case. We stopped at every opportune meal to stuff our faces full of Charleston’s finest grub. From the classic Meat and 3 of Justines to the delectible fish at Hyman’s.
During one late night outing, the three of us went to a diner recommended by our hosts. Upon not getting served we decided to leave and head back to the Waffle House next to our hotel. (Our original plan) But not before Amber laid down a packet of butter, slammed her fist on it, and sprayed butter across the diner and all over my hair.
on the water

where’s the phone number when you need a real good ol’ fashioned charleston bathroom dick sucking?

eating so much it’s an effort to get up

look! a myspace photo

the money shot

amber in the hotel bar

the only way to warm up for a show

hehehe please pay box. heheh poop.