SOMETIMES THE TERRIBLE IS RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOUR FACE...

...no wait, it always is. The terrible is everywhere.

So the story goes like this: I was warming my toes in a random bar in Roscoe Village. It was the coldest night of the winter, so I was glad to accept the free whiskeys from the barkeep (he even kept the joint open on account of me and another fella until 3:30). We started talking comedy, and I found that making comedic videos was my new friend's passion as well. We exchanged comedy info and I stumbled off to my bike, and went straight to my computer. This is what I found:

http://www.straitjacketjesters.com/

Oh, and the other fellow I mentioned turned out to be an artist who's work is currently hanging in Mojo's coffee house. He commented on how horrible the art was that was up before his. That happened to be the art of one Cdre. Gilgamesh and Philip Lavelle. You should have seen that man backpedal.

I hate/love everything.