Plrknib: A Tale of Stand-Up Comedy
Cincinnati, 1980.
In late November on a Sunday morning my mother burned something she was cooking and the smoke alarm went off. And the joke was there – right there – in the air like a piece of low-hanging, very ripe fruit. And I ran up to my room and shut the door and started writing: …more

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