That (really) awkward moment when you’re sitting next to your dad as a stand-up comedian talks about jizzing on a woman’s wrists so she can rub them together and dab her neck with the scent of semen, because “finishing on a woman’s countenance” is just so untoward.

… Just when I thought I’d finally reached a point in my life (thanks to my fwends) where nothing could make me uncomfortable… Then I find myself unconsciously leaning hard on the left armrest in a theater seat to distance myself from my father sitting to my right.

But the main act - Joe Wong - was hilarious. Though I suspect that 84% of his hilarity comes from his being all-things-Asian (short, geeky, and with accent),

I still surprised myself by how many times I reacted to his anecdotes with genuine laughter.

But really, if a white man of average height and build with a newscaster accent ran through the exact same material, it wouldn’t be funny. That’s okay though; a comic can totally be holistically hilarious. I wuv you Joe Wong, and I’m going to track you down in Cambridge…