Mike Armstrong, a comedian billed as a hilarious ex-cop, was scheduled to perform this weekend at Mason City Limits, a local comedy club. Adam, myself and our friends Randy and Keri decided to check it out.
We sat along the side wall, and some random dude on the other side of Keri started a very random and very odd conversation. I think he ended up talking mostly to himself, as neither Keri nor I showed the slightest bit of interest in his completely one-sided dialogue about all the comedians he's seen and where he saw them. Who cares, right?
At this point, the show was getting ready to start so we figured it was a good time to avoid the random redneck and use the restroom before anyone came on stage.
You know it's going to be a great night when, right after you leave for the restroom, the Chatty Kathy says loudly enough that both your husbands hear, "Whew! I'm gonna have to take my wedding ring off!"
Stay classy, Mason County.
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