It’s 10pm on a Sunday night. Salt Lake City is a sleepy town. The streets are quiet, buildings are dark, and pedestrians are few. An unlikely microcosm of activity aggregates as comics arrive at Mo’s Bar and Grill’s open mic night. A few miscellaneous locals wander in for a late night snack, often unaware of what they’ve stumbled into. The customers are like drowsy bears that woke up in the middle of hibernation and needed a mid-sleep snack. They lazily stick their paws into a beehive looking for honey. The comics are the bees of this hive tonight. Sure, the bears get stung a few times by what comes off the stage, but but the bees are stoned and they don’t really mean it.
11 comics, 2 beers, a club sandwich and fries, please:
“What’s the statute of limitations on claiming to be back from somewhere?” – Andy Farnsworth
“I was molested by two 16 year old girls. That should have been the best moment of my life.” – John Morison
“Ready for sperm joke #3 ??” – Stefan Davis
“Don’t patronize me, mom! When’s dad coming home?” – Joe Tuttle
“The #2 reason that I don’t murder somebody… “ – Jason Harvey
“Virgins are lucky…” – Paul Duane
” I was drunk in seattle, I was there for a nerd convention.” – Paul Ricketts
” Ever been so drunk, you HAD to drive?” – Dean Webber
” I grew this pubic hair on my face, I drink a lot of wine now, it’s weird.” – Manuel Rodriguez
“I had to have him reassure me that reality is real.” – Mike Eccleston
” I’m not saying that every man wants to fuck every child he talks to….” – Levi Rounds
There’s really nothing like it in Salt Lake City on a Sunday night. Come check it out, every Sunday at 10pm. Mo’s Bar and Grill, 358 South West Temple. No cover.