Jim Norton

Yeah, somewhere around there always.

2.30, Jesus fucking Christ.

This shit is getting out of control.

A lot of these people moving here, some of the best up and coming promising talents moving here.

Some people literally lying that they've prepared for this just to hopefully get famous.

And they annoy me.

And I try to figure out a way to make them uncomfortable for signing up for a show built around comedians trying to make it.

You know how it works.

They get 60 seconds and then you hear the sound of a kitten.

They have to wrap it up then, or else they bring out the angry West Hollywood bear, which is loud, and that interrupts them.

And then I ask them a bunch of questions.

We learn more about them, stuff that's good, stuff that they could talk about, stuff that they should never do again.

Anything can happen.

You guys ready to start the show?

I go to the bottom of the bucket.

I pre-pull a name.

They go get them from across the street.

While that person's being wrangled, I present to you the newest regular on Kill Tony, a very esteemed position which guarantees fucking fame and ticket sales for the rest of their lives.

This guy's an absolute phenom, ladies and gentlemen, a force of nature.

Unbelievable fucking...