It’s over – Stop the bus please – I’m getting’ the fuck off! I’ve reached the end of my rope. I have decided to no longer do shows at The Funny Bone. It hurts cuz I love the place but I’m tired of getting’ shit on by the fuckers. As the late, great Rodney Dangerfield said – “I get no respect!” - And damn it, I didn’t. It was like pulling fuckin’ testicle hair with a pair of rusty pliers to get them to help advertise. I paid for everything. For instance – I paid a hundred dollars for a huge dry erase board that I put a large colored and laminated poster for my show on it. It was suppose to sit outside on the patio for the people walking by. Well, a week later – not even a full fuckin’ seven days – the board is turned around, the poster on the ground upside down, and an ad for their fuckin’ karaoke was written on it! FUCKIN’ KARAOKE!! I hate that karaoke!! I mean, I’m trying’ to do a show and we aren’t allowed to use the fuckin’ stage! I’m serious! No….. That’s where all the fuckin’ speakers and wires and microphones for the karaoke are – I swear – it’s set up like fuckin’ Aerosmith is going to show up! Dick heads! I do a professional show for 50 plus people but they can’t let us use sound equipment because they have to have their precious karaoke set up for the three fuckin’ people that show up for that!! ASS-HOLES! And this is just the tip of the mammoth iceberg that is the Funny Bone Management. I’m still going to hang out there because I love the comics and I love stand up.  So, let that Dyke Megan do her pathetic little show there – I’m tired of the people bitching at me about the food suckin’, the nude pics on the walls, the small space, the lack of servers – cuz the only have one – ONE – waitress for over 50 people! I’M TIRED OF IT!! My shows are better than that and my audience deserves better. So – I’m making’ a clean fuckin’ break and I’ll be able to sleep for a change. And I just want to say, I bitch a lot but I really do have great actors and actresses – I really do. I would be nothing without them – too bad that they have to be hidden by the scum that pollutes my mind and sole – thus causing my rants. Until next time…..