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“font-size: 9.0pt; font-family: Verdana;”>The re-situated Loft was all ready for gut-bustin’ laughs for its comedy show Monday night. I arrived makin’ sure I wore a loose mesh tank just in case I felt the need to double over. Well let’s just say it was hard to get to an uproar of laughter out of me. The first comedian looked like he just came from a church foot-washin’ gala. Adorned in what looked like a five piece suit, it seemed he was desperate after a couple of jokes fell short. Frantic, he resorted to more off-color comedy like a hard to swallow AIDS joke then moving on to featuring the skills of his tongue game and sexual maneuvers while the DJ spinned. After several uninteresting situational openers like “Me my boy and his Chihuahua walked into the post office, right…” I was a bit over it. Host
“mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;”>McGriff track with his in-between commentary as the stage was set for Hot Sauce. He seemed to fare better discussin’ the broke pockets of a trifling borrowin’ friend that everybody knows and can relate to. He went on to discussing ladies buying oversized prophylactics ultimately killing the confidence of “strong medium” sized men. But the STD jokes reared its ugly head again – and although his interpretation was somewhat funny – it was still a hard pill to swallow. Although my bun didn’t unravel from stifling giggles as hoped, I did manage to chuckle here and there. For a slow start to the work week, I think that’s nothin’ to sneeze at. Check out Laughs at the Loft every Monday night which features comedians from HBO and BET.