Cork Comedy Festival

How good can Cork Comedy Festival’s organisation be when I hadn’t heard about it until Marcus’ post, less than two weeks before it starts? And when they can’t spell the name of the only act I actually recognise, Kevin McAleer? (Ed Byrne doesn’t count, near as I can tell he’ll do kid’s birthday parties if you pay for his travel expenses.)

However I’m into comedy and it’s my birthday the night Kevin’s playing, so I reckon I’ll catch an Improv session and himself in the Savoy on the 28th, if anyone would like to help me celebrate my – gasp – 35th. You won’t have to worry about my usual drunken routine, I’m on Lipotrim at the moment so I can’t drink anything bar water.

(I have to drink gallons of that, so at the very least you’ll get to laugh at me going to the toilet every 30 minutes, what with me having a bladder the size of an orange and all.)

Post a comment below if you’re coming. Good clean fun. It won’t be like you’re going out with me at all.

6 thoughts on “Cork Comedy Festival”

  1. It’s a pain in the arse, but more out of boredom than the reasons you’d get with a regular diet. I get cravings for my favourite foods, but I’m not actually hungry at all so it goes away quite quickly.

    The constant tinkling can be very frustrating too, especially if you want to go out for the day. There’s a whole organisational thing involved if you’re going more than half an hour from anywhere.

    It’s going well though, I lost eleven pounds in my first week, so obviously I’ll keep going for another week. I’ve a lot to lose though, by rights I could be at it until Christmas. I can’t see that happening!

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