I don’t often laugh out loud. Most things simply aren’t that funny these days. Everything just seems to be a variation of something else. MOST comic acts are so bad of late that I actually feel violated after watching them. I generally go home, weakened; I dive into the shower and scrub my body, in particular my ears and eyes, with wire wool – often drawing blood. I collapse in the corner on the floor, naked, holding my knees close to my chest in a little ball, crying, wondering WHY and HOW my time was able to be manipulated and sucked into that particular vortex of crap. (This process can be likened to the meetings people continuously attempt to setup, to discuss issues that could QUITE EASILY be handled via email. God, it’s painful).

That will NOT be the case on Wednesday night.

Corne and Twakkie – 19 November to 1 December
LIVE at The Baxter

My DARLING Sascha from Rabbit in a Hat sent me tickets to The Most Amazing Show for Wednesday this week. She is QUITE aware that I can be somewhat picky when it comes to shows and launches and functions, and began her email with a knowing, “Here’s something that might grab your fancy…”

Spot on!

I replied with a yes before the pixels had dried on the email. (Fuck I’m on FIRE today!!!!).

If there is one comic act I thoroughly enjoy and always refer to when asked as to what local comedy gets me going, it’s The Most Amazing Show, featuring Corne and Twakkie.

I remember a couple years back when The Roofer carried on telling me about The Most Amazing Show. Saying how “amaaaaazing” it was – but not telling me EXACTLY what it was about. I thought he was pissed because he kept on saying it in weird way, using a strange accent. It was very annoying. They (the show) had already finished their run that year and I had to wait a FULL YEAR until I found out what the fuck it was about. Jesus, it was funny.

These guys basically slip into their own little world where they have their own sayings and accent. Referring to you as “golden people” it’s all original, good shit. They involve the crowd in a big way and have a slightly sexual undertone – always keen to impress the laydeezzzz. Twakkie (the smaller of the dangerous duo) is not shy to jump on the laps of chicks in the crowd with the mic in his hand, followed by a spotlight – hitting them with things like “Hey sexy lady!” – SITTING ON THEIR LAPS – like a Yorkshire Terrier on its back, looking for a tummy tickle.

It’s funny shit.

Try and deal with these pics of our boys:

Are you starting to understand what we’re dealing with here?

Check out their “interwebsite” here – www.tmas.co.za (Check out some of their MTV stuff in the movies section).

They’re LIVE from today, 19 November to 1 December so do yourself a favour and make your next click a click through to COMPUTICKET to book your tickets before they’re all gone.

I’m going on Wednesday and I’m already starting to pee myself. The chick I’m taking (right up your street, Twakkie) also said yes without even thinking.

She knows.

Those who know, know.

Those who don’t, beat people with umbrella poles.