Stop me if you’ve heard this one:
Flippo and Steve(n), the hapless hosts of the Stand Up Sit Down book club, walk into a doctor’s office (together, for some reason) and say, “Doc, it hurts when we do this”, contorting their limbs disgracefully. “What do you think? Should we not do that?”, they inquire, barely containing their mirth.
The doctor responds impatiently, “Gentlemen, this is a house of medicine. Your antics are not appreciated. Now leave me be. There are patients with genuine maladies awaiting treatment.” and pushes them unceremoniously out into the lobby.
A fortnight later, our heros suffer fatal injuries from “doing that”. The doctor is inconsolable.
Get it? Get it? They’re inconsiderate goofballs! They take jokes too far, leaving a swath of whimsical destruction in their wake! What a couple of jerks!!!
You too can be a part of the hilarious mayhem this Monday April 29th at 7:00 p.m. when the Stand Up Sit Down book club will meet in BookPeople’s cafe to discuss Girl Walks Into A Bar… by Rachel Dratch. Since Rachel Dratch has faded from the public eye, leaving Saturday Night Live for weirder pastures, she has taken charge of her life. By this, of course, I mean she has appeared disguised in dozens of episodes of 30 Rock after being replaced on the show by a more classically beautiful actress. She has literally been caught with her pants down by a robot at Burning Man. To round out her adventurous, if unconventional, life, she has mothered a child out of wedlock with some dude she met at a bar. Isn’t it time you caught up with your favorite oddball SNL alumna over a cup of coffee in a book store?
The Stand Up Sit Down book club meets at 7:00 p.m. on the last Monday of every month in BookPeople’s “laff stop” of a cafe to discuss the memoirs and essays of humorists both enmeshed in and removed from the limelight. Whether you are an entrenched comedy nerd or simply have a faint interest in SCTV, everyone is welcome, so approach our table of “not yet ready for prime time players” this Monday with the same unwarranted bravado of a tipsy amateur on open mic night. No ventriloquists, please.