This past Saturday, Brady and I went to our local Improv to see Broken Lizard. For those of you who don't know, Broken Lizard is the comedy troupe behind one of my favorite movies of all time, Super Troopers.
Super Troopers is the eptiome of stupid, college-esque, humor. I love it. I've seen it a million times, I can recite all the lines, and still laugh at it. Sometimes Steph and I text each other lines from the movie and I die laughing in my office while people look at me like I'm crazy. The Improv show was great, Broken Lizard came out in character as the Super Troopers, there was an on-stage drinking contest, and lots of off-color jokes.
The last time I was at this particular Improv I was with Brady and my parents. For Christmas a few years ago I had the great idea of getting my parents Improv tickets. So I bought four tickets to Bobby Slayton, the Pitbull of Comedy. I thought it sounded fun. Brady, my parents, and me go to the show and sit down. I make sure we were not sitting too close to the stage because, hey, we were with my parents and I didn't want to get picked on. At this point, Brady and I have been living in sin for few months and my parents are still royally upset about this. Bobby Slayton takes the stage and every other word out of his mouth is the f-bomb. He's talking about sex, cheating, "self-love," porn, and even more porn. I am sitting there in absolute shock. I don't know what I was thinking, I was so embarrased to be listening to some guy talk about masturbation and porn while sitting across from my parents. Brady is cracking up. My mother is laughing so hard I think she is going to have a fit and my dad is just sitting there like a block of stone. I am mortified. I was so afraid my dad was going to yell at me for such an inappropriate present. I was afraid he was going to think Brady was morally depraved for laughing at all the inappropriate jokes. I was afraid of what he was going to think when he realized I was stifling laughter at a joke about watching porn. I vowed to never take my parents to the Improv again.
I walked out of the theater that night very nervous. I was anxious to hear my parents reaction. And they loved it! My mom and dad went on and on about how funny the comedian was, how much fun they had with us, and they wanted to do it again. Brady assured we would definitely do it again. I just thought to myself, no way, no way was I ever going to sit across a table from my parents while some guy yelled about porn and masturbation. Call me a prude but I would like to avoid that level of awkwardness at all costs.