Swearingen and I performed our first Fun Grip set since last January. Part of the opening night of the 6th Annual Big Sexy Weekend of Improv, the set went over nicely. We had a story arc about a witless kid who is bothered by his infant brother (he shoots him "laser daggers" with his eyes). The kid benchwarms on a little league team. He manages to hit a miraculous, impossible homerun and is recruited by the Brewers. When his time comes to prove his worth he is drunk on chianti and his infant brother, mysteriously aged by a baseball fan's magical girl-parts, comes to his rescue.
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