One morning when I went to take a shower, my boyfriend at the time followed me, and things got a little heated. As we were going at it and I was pinned against the shower door, we heard this giant crack, and the door tore from the wall a little. Freaking out, we pressed the door back into place and ran into my room, deciding we’d fix it when everyone left. About an hour later, one of my roommates went to take a shower. We didn’t know he was taking his girlfriend in there with him. 30 minutes later, they came running out saying they broke the door and they were sorry and would fix it. My boyfriend and I didn’t bother correcting them.
Comedy is the only performing-art form where the crowd gets to determine its existence. People can sit back and go, ‘That didn’t make me laugh, it’s not comedy.’ With the cheesiest music, stupidest book, or crappiest painting, nobody argues that it’s not music or a novel or a painting. Comedy is the only art form where the recipient of it gets to decide if it even exists. If it doesn’t make them laugh, they don’t think ‘It’s not good comedy,’ they think it’s not even comedy at all.