Stand-up Comedy: An Audience Gets the Better of the Comedian

Sometimes, the magic happens when you least expect it.

The only part of this story that’s untrue, is the name.

His name wasn’t “Billy,” and the only reason I don’t use his real name is because I don’t remember it.

Fun fact: two years later, I was back in Edgewood, Iowa, performing at a different venue. 

When I brought up the show at the lumberyard, a table in the back went nuts.

I asked if they worked there, they shouted, “Yes!” and as it turned out, “Billy” was with them.

He LOVED having made the act.

The fact I turned that story into something I said from the stage tickled him to no end.

Then I asked his real name…

…and promptly forgot it again 3 minutes later.

Anyway, “Billy” is out there, somewhere.

Thanks for the story, Billy.

Good times.