Dance, Monkey!: Rob Crean

We put a visiting comic on the hot seat
By SARA FAITH ALTERMAN  |  February 10, 2009

Rob Crean

What's the one homy touch that the Obamas are sure to bring to the White House?
Probably a hope chest — possibly with a glass cover, since I know the president is a fan of transparency.

What's your secret talent?
For about four years I was a semi-professional bear fighter. People always ask me, "What do you mean, semi-professional bear fighter?" To which I respond, "Well, did I get paid to fight bears? Uh, yeah. Did I make a living fighting bears? Not even close."

Who's on your top 10 list of predicted biggest douchebags of 2009?
That band Sigur Rós for starters. And NPR talk-show host Tom Ashbrook has to be on there. I heard he threatened to slap Betty White in the mouth.

You kind of love that Beyoncé song, don't you?
Love it? I like it! That's why I put a ring on it. I'm a huge Beyoncé fan. I once had a drunken jilted lover loudly sing the song "Irreplaceable" at me in front of my entire work holiday party.

What do your fancy pants look like, fancy-pants?
They are as bright as the sun and as soft as a mother's kiss. Dry-clean only.

ROB CREAN, OF ANDERSON COMEDY'S "THE GAS" | Great Scott, 1222 Comm Ave, Allston | Fridays at 7 pm | 617.566.9014 or www.greatscottboston.com or www.andersoncomedy.com

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