I don't even think my mom would know what a comedian is and when I explain it to her I'm sure she would tear me a new one. I'm glad we live in separate states because she would just smack me upside my head if I was close enough. But seriously, on my bucket list is to try being a comedian. My problem is I have no idea where to start.
From my research (which consists of watching Delirious over and over again), I've realized that a stand up performance is not a guy who thinks he can stand up in front of people and tell funny stories. You gotta be able to relate to folks, have the right timing, and project a consistent persona. But more important than all of that is appearing to be original (I say appearing because there is nothing new in comedy but my take on it has to be just a little bit different).
I say all this to get to one thing, my first joke. Here it goes.
As you can tell I'm not from Oklahoma. I'm from Boston. Go Celtics. When I moved here I expected to see a bunch of cowboys riding on horses riding down the street along side of my car. I was sadly mistaken. But its cool. What's really cool are the Native Americans out here. Man if you have any Native American blood I swear you got a free ride out here. You got scholarships and casinos. It makes me feel bad for black people. Like who the hell was making the deal with white people when they gave us freedom. The Natives got casinos and free education and this nigga said we'll take 40 acres and a mule. Why couldn't he have said something like amusement parks. Could you imagine the irony for black to own amusement parks. We could make white people get on rides called the whiplash....
That's all I got but it would go further into rides named after slavery things like riding on a boat while chained up or something. I got some more work to do.
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