Toxicology reports have come back in regards to the passing of one of Stand Up Comedy's true Stars, Mitch Hedberg.
Mitch died of Clone Poisoning. While the causes of clone poisoning can be found at any comedy open mic, the vaccine is untested. If anybody who believes they are affected by the Hedberg strain of CP would please call OriginalityLabs IMMEDIATELY, everyone, especially Mitch's soul, would be greatly less critical of you.
Funniest Story I've Heard In Relation To Mitch's Passing:
And no, I don't know why I've decided to drop this stuff today as opposed to 3 months ago when it happened.
This story was told by Craig Gass on The Robin And Maynard show a little over a week ago. (the more I learn about Craig, the more I like him. He's locally raised, has a successful career going without an agent or manager, and for what it's worth, is quite an amazing impressionist)
There were numerous memorials for Mitch, two of which were comic-centric. One in LA at the Friar's Club gathered many comics with many industry types, and friends and family of Mitch. Doug Stanhope hosted the affair. As many of the stories began with "This one time, Mitch and I were so drunk/high/wasted/Republican" or what-have-thee, and it was making a few people cringe and shift considering the sad and foggy circumstances surrounding Mitch's death.
After a number of these stories had started like that in-a-row, and ellicited the reactions as noted in-a-row, Doug comes on stage and says (paraphrasing):
"Hey, look, some of you are cringing at the fact that we're recounting a time or two when we were drunk or high with Mitch, but that's part of what we loved about Mitch, he pushed the fun limit. (getting worked up) He wouldn't be crying about it. (getting angrier)
Hey, when Ralphie May keels over nobody's gonna be crying about how they should have pulled the chowder bowl away from him."
I'm done linking, so get your own Ralphie May picture.
Comedy, I love you, you whore.
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2 comments:
I saw his Comedy Central special this past weekend. What a loss.
I'm the first to joke about MY alcohol and drug past, even when I almost died on coke. Those cringing have never been "there". I'm pretty sure Mitch would be joking about it himself, regardless if it was the cause of his demise. He knew that the bottom line is if it was funny or not.
Don't kid yourself, nobody's going to be talking about Ralphie May for more than 2 minutes after his heart finally craps out. Unfortunately his talent isn't nearly as big as his ass.
So is Owen Wilson the odds-on favorite to play Mitch in the TV movie of the week?
I'm sure they'll get Valerie Bertinelli in there somewhere.
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