My boy Guy Torry made the most of coming back for his 30 year high school reunion (Class of 1987 CVPA stand up!) by booking a four day run of shows at the Funny Bone. I hadn’t seen him on stage in a minute and I’m so glad that I stopped through. Either I had forgotten how funny he was, or his 20 plus years in the game have made him a polished veteran. Perhaps it was a bit of both – either way it was hee-larious. Who was that brother towards the back left that decided that he was going to make laughing a team sport. He was slapping fives with the fellas and grabbing the ladies shoulders as he hollered at every joke? The laugh buddy hemmed me up when he saw me hollering at how Guy perfectly described Donald Trump as a cheez it. And I almost fell out laughing when Guy got to talking about his divorce. When he said his wife left him for “nobody,” I was almost as through as when he said he spent $200K on his wedding. I was like “how did I miss this baby Kimye extravaganza?” He said he had to do it big because he proposed on the “Tonight Show.” I don’t care if he proposed on the moon; $200K on one day is a bit much.
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