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Michael Lairer talked about his experience at Second City and some of the funny moments and stories. He mentioned he was pushed into a brick wall and was forced to improvise something right away, and he also recalled how a cast mate wanted to son his dickboat.
This is from the tractor riding in process. After yet another batch though, owner of second city, Andrew Alexander, cried me by the throat and pushed me into a brick wall. Improvised something wonderf...
— Episode: KILL TONY #451 – QUARANTINED #6
Episode: KILL TONY #451 – QUARANTINED #6
Michael Lairer talked about his experience at Second City and some of the funny moments and stories. He mentioned he was pushed into a brick wall and was forced to improvise something right away, and he also recalled how a cast mate wanted to son his dickboat.
This is from the tractor riding in process. After yet another batch though, owner of second city, Andrew Alexander, cried me by the throat and pushed me into a brick wall. Improvised something wonderful right away. Not something wonderful five minutes from now. Not something wonderful tomorrow. Something wonderful right away. He punctuated every word with his fuck finger raking up routine. Do you understand what I'm saying? Mike gasping for air. I said, I prefer Michael.
This next one's from the chapter called diversity. Oh, no one was talking to each other backstage, but it was clear that a race war was brewing. The only question was the blacks taking me in as one in their home. Who are you calling the blacks? One of the blacks. Because you're black and I can't tell you apart. You know what Michael? One of the blacks said after you work for a second city, you're never gonna book a job and you're gonna get an awful, awfulawful disease. Well, if that happens, I said that would be some sort of black magic.
The next stop is called dating. I was barely in any of the sketches in the second night, so there was always time to fuck Jessica's tits and also break up. They say you send me date cast members, but second city forces to change and funny each other. So it's sort of inevitable. The worst problem is one of my cast mates, a husband, father or three named Brandon, would beg to son my dickboat from my every son in there and don't toy during two years.
Second city has more than a few alumni than rest of media three, but with second citizens, it's not because of steroids or the grooming performance schedule. It's because, well in the world, asbestos.