Dance, monkey: Angelo Tsarouchas

We put a visiting comic on the hot seat. This week’s victim . . .
By SARA FAITH ALTERMAN  |  December 18, 2007
Angelo Tsarouchas
So you’re Canadian, eh? You must be feeling pretty damned smug now that your dollar is worth more than ours. What are you going to spend your extra cash on?
Comic books! And workout equipment, because I need more stuff to hang my clothes on.

If you were snowed in at home with no electricity and were stuck with three other people, who would they be, and which one would you kill and burn for warmth first?
Definitely Shania Twain and Jennifer Aniston. The fodder for the fireplace would be Donald Duck, because he gets on my nerves. And then we’d have dinner!

The Spice Girls are finally back! What’s your Spice name?
Lover Spice.

I’m sorry that Americans make fun of Canada so much. There, now it’s your turn to apologize for something on behalf of canada.
I apologize for the War of 1812. And for Celine Dion. In fact, I profusely apologize to the American public for that one.

R.I.P. Ike Turner. What do you think his afterlife is going to look like?
Did they slap him into the coffin? He’s really just famous for slapping his wife around. I think Ike Turner will be shoveling shit in the Devil’s garden. And I think Tina Turner is somewhere in Switzerland right now, smoking a fat spliff.

Angelo Tsarouchas | Comedy Connection, Boston | December 21-22 | 617.248.9700

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