Comedy at The Local

March 9th

Sally and I have met her friend Steve down at The Local for Comedy Night. We arrive early to grab some food upstairs and then head down to snag prime seats on one of the couches.
As the room is being set up, someone discovers a cricket behind the bar.

So naturally, they mic the cricket.

The little guy makes regular sound appearances throughout the first part of the evening, but by the 2nd half, is either dead or has left.
As the evening’s host put it, a night of firsts: first time he’s performed for a live cricket; first time someone’s died during his set.