Philosophical exchange meets stand-up with this post-lunch time lecture.
What's in a name? That which we call miserable, by any other name, would still be as miserable.
Comedy and Magic are two things that Chris Cook does quite well, which is good, because that is in a sentence, the crux of his show.
Wibble flibdy norp? Flooby dooby doopalala. Wiki plalaloo? Labananas.
A very funny hour of random and well-considered comedy.
Simply stupendous, there is nothing here to not like!
I am White Nish, which is certainly a compliment!
Puppets, bags, boots and a lesson in sign-language, what more could you want at 10 in the morning?
The Bar, the Boy, the Beach, the Boxer, the Bulldog, and the Bi- uh. Horrible woman. Carry on.
Ever pay someone to tweak your nipples? Patrick Morris did, all in the name of comedy.
Mark Nelson just can't seem to stop making people laugh.
Baba Brinkman and Dr. Heather Berlin bring science and hip-hop together in Baba's second comedy show at this year's Fringe.
If you imagine this whole review in song, it might just do The Kinsey Sicks justice…
A dark yet eccentric display of sketches which could sully the purest of imaginations.
Australian Yianni almost crosses the line, in the funniest way.
An older, bearded version of Draco Malfoy sets himself apart from the crowd with stunning illustrations to deliver a routine with definitively original execution.
There are those who say that young people shouldn't review. I disagree.