Chris Martin Comedy
More nervous than German Chancellor Angela Merkel approached by a Greek panhandler

Material tacked onto the front of my sets at Cafe Diem, McCormack’s Irish Pub and 9:55 Comedy Club open mics

I’m always nervous when I do stand-up comedy. How nervous? More nervous than the Iraqi ambassador bobbing for apples at Dick Cheney’s Halloween Party. [Disclosure: It turns out Stephen Colbert did a version of this joke last year but NewsMax did it even earlier, in 2008.] Good news: registered sex offenders in an Alabama county rounded up on Halloween and shown a movie. The bad news: the movie was “Lolita.” More nervous than German Chancellor Angela Merkel approached by a Greek panhandler. Greek protesters in front of the Greek parliament chanting “burn this brothel,” thereby insulting prostitutes everywhere. Unemployment in Spain reaches 21 percent. It’s so bad that Puss in Boots has to buy his boots at Payless. I used to have wet dreams about Thailand. Now with all the flooding I’ve had to sandbag my Bangkok. 

  

It’s hard to say who should be more ashamed: Linday Lohan’s probation officer, Kim Kardashian’s marriage counselor or Justin Bieber’s condom supplier. A group of Georgia militia members met at the local Waffle House to plot assassinations and bombing. Apparently they couldn’t get reservations at the International House of Terror. The first clue something was wrong: when they stopped blowing on the soup and started blowing up their soup. The second clue: when they showed up at 5:30 pm at the Southern States Cooperative for the early bird special on ammonium nitrate.

Trying to find a good Twitter client in Linux is like trying to find an experienced hooker in Amish Country

Late October 2011 set performed at Cafe Diem, McCormack’s Irish Pub and 9:55 Comedy Club open mics in Richmond, VA.

Last month was World Alzheimer’s Month. I wanted to observe it but I forgot. I just installed Linux on an old computer. Trying to find a good Twitter client in Linux is like trying to find an experienced hooker in Amish Country. An Amish clan in Ohio got arrested for the forced shaving of beards. The final straw was when they gave Kelly McGillis a landing strip. Wikipedia that joke.

The Million Moms group is pressuring grocery stores not to stock Ben & Jerry’s Schweddy Balls ice cream. So far, they haven’t taken  a position on Brett Favre’s Schweddy Balls. I’m looking forward to Rosie O’Donnell’s Chunky Lesbian myself. I wonder what that tastes like? Chicken. Spoiler alert for “Jersey Shore”: in the dramatic finale, the Situation gets herpes on his Genoa salami. Ratings are down for ‘Dancing with the Stars.’ That’s understandable. It’s hard to say whose wardrobe malfunction the audience is more worried about: Nancy Grace or Chaz Bono.

The Mentalist is so perceptive, he can actually tell the difference between Erin Burdett and Erica Hill. Christina Applegate is the star of “Up All Night,” a sitcom about a couple with a new baby. If Christina breastfeeds the baby, that will be some real acting. Proof there is a God: “Charlie’s Angels” canceled. Proof there isn’t a God: “Hawaii Five-O” is still on. George Lopez lost his job as a late night talk show host on TNT. Things are so bad he’s trying to smuggle himself into Mexico.

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Another horrible accident involving Dick Cheney. The former vice president mistook House Speaker John Boehner for a pumpkin and carved up his face. Texas Governor Rick Perry likes to talk about seceding from the United States. It got so bad the other day his hairpiece seceded from his head. Another Baptist pastor who supports Perry called the Mormons a cult. The difference between the Mormons and Scientology: about a hundred years. The Iraq War is winding down. However, we’re still fighting in Afghan valleys deeper than the crevasses in Christiane Amanpour’s face. A German satellite fell to earth over the weekend. In a fit of nostalgia, it tried to crash into Poland for old time’s sake and kill a few more Jews.

Google employees have an expression, eat your own dog food, when they talk about using their own product. The only problem with that: it tastes like Eric Schmidt. I realize the Apple iPhone 4S announcement was a big disappointment. I still feel Steve Jobs overreacted. Steve Jobs is not dead. He’s just extensively product testing the iCoffin. A photo of Michael Jackson in the nude was shown during the trial of his doctor. It’s the most people who have seen Jackson naked since the Baptist Choir of Harlem visited Neverland Ranch.

I had the $5 three-piece chicken special at Aunt Sarah’s Pancake House. Aunt Sarah’s Pancake House is where the people of Walmart go when they want to make fun of people. “Ooh, he’s too fat.” The chicken wasn’t free range. It was sit on a couch, smoke a bowl and watch tiddlywinks on ESPN 2 chicken. This chicken wasn’t organic. It had more antibiotics in it than a 60-year-old San Francisco AIDS patient.

My name is Chris Martin. Thank you. Don’t forget to tip your bartender.

Cafe Diem Comedy Night Oct. 24, 2011 in Richmond, Virginia featuring MC Leo Mairena, Ray Bullock, Chris Martin, and Ben Grant. Video by Silver Persinger.

For more information about this open mic comedy night in Richmond, Virginia, visit their Facebook page,

Cafe Diem Comedy Night July 6, 2011 featuring Andrew Pauley, Chris Martin and Cree Moon (video by Silver Persinger)

“The bad news: tsunami hits Japan. The good news: swirlies are on the house.” MC John Reaves bestows the Too-Soon Award on stand-up comedian Chris Martin March 14, 2011 at Cafe Diem Comedy Night in Richmond, VA.

Chris Martin and Andrew Pauley at Cafe Diem Comedy Night January 3, 2011. For more information about this open mic comedy night in Richmond, Virginia, please visit their Facebook page

 Video by Silver Persinger.

Chris Martin: We’re having a heat wave

Transcript of Chris Martin’s stand-up comedy set, July 18 - August 10, 2010. Peformed at Cafe Diem Comedy Night, Refried Comedy @ Aztek Grill, the Buckin’ Comedy Throwdown at Gibson’s Grill, the 9:55 Comedy Club and Fallout’s open mic in Richmond, VA and at Benny’s in Colonial Heights, VA and Wabi-Sabi in Petersburg, VA and some places I can’t think of right now.

It’s all down hill from here, folks. I attempted stand-up comedy in Colonial Heights recently. I’m not saying I bombed but they changed the name to Colonial Depths after I left.

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I did an open mic in Charlottesville last week where the Lewis & Clark Expedition jumped off. A lot of the people on stage also explorers - explorers of comedy. And like the members of the Lewis & Clark Expedition, they’re going to die at an early age from STDs.

It’s summer in Richmond. The days are longer, the skirts are shorter and people are drowning in the James. I now know why it took General Grant so long to take Richmond. It was too freaking hot. It was so hot, Jefferson Davis actually fled the capitol of the Confederacy in a bikini instead of a dress. Another sign of summer: the Purple Martins have returned to Shockoe Bottom. But you don’t have to go to Shockoe Bottom to see a purple Martin. Just swing by my place around midnight. I must warn you, I’m still getting the hang of auto-erotic asphyxiation. I ran into a black guy in Shockoe Bottom and asked him how he was doing. He answered, “I’m just hangin’.” In other words, things haven’t changed that much in 200 years. Too soon?

Imagine my disappointment when I found out that “Throw another shrimp on the barbie” wasn’t a Verne Troyer sex tape. I tried the spicy Asian shrimp at Applebee’s. Next time, I’m ordering it off the menu.

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It’s hot all over the country. It’s so hot, Dick Cheney asked to be waterboarded. Cheney was rushed to the hospital with discomfort. It turned out Al Gore gave him an abdominal massage. A masseuse’s claim that Al Gore tried to get a happy ending lacks credibity — especially since he didn’t Tipper. (Written by Andrew Coalson). It’s so hot, Rush Limbaugh started believing in climate change. That’s not a joke. That’s just wishful thinking on my part. It’s so hot, Rush moved to Alaska, Sarah Palin mistook him for a moose and shot him. They can’t all be comedy gold, people. It’s so hot, even Sarah Palin’s hot flashes are having hot flashes. It was so hot in Los Angeles yesterday, Lindsay Lohan used an air conditioner to supply her blow. It was so hot in LA that Mel Gibson started panting during a normal conversation. Who’s the only agent with a worse business model than Mel Gibson’s agent? A life insurance agent for a Chinese restaurant delivery man in Richmond, Virginia. I’ll explain it to you later. Gibson was wrong to suggest that anyone get gang raped, except perhaps Lindsay Lohan and that annoying Progressive Insurance tv pitchwoman.

States are cracking down on synthetic marijuana. Synthetic marijuana? What’s next? Synthetic Doritos? See, the joke is that Doritos are synthetic. They’re made from Cheetos swept from Seven-11 floors and the crumbled dreams of stand-up comedians. Seven-11 is selling its own brand of beer. It’s just a matter of time before George Michael gets caught in the parking lot slurps a drunkee.

The French parliament has banned the full-length veil. If they really wanted to be popular, they’d ban muffin tops. True Blood spoiler alert: in this season, Sooki gets implants and vacations on the Jersey Shore. I get Sooki and Snooki confused because they both really suck.

Anyone play Mafia Wars on Facebook? I want to play Indian Wars because you get to steal an entire country. Anyone play FarmVille? When you play Farmville in Virginia, you get to close down the school system and deny an entire generation of black children an education. I blame public education for the failure of that joke. Some black folks want reparations for slavery. Your check should arrive around the same time as the first GRTC bus at the Short Pump Mall.  Fired USDA official Shirley Sherrod turned down the offer of a new job. She got a better offer: 40 acres and a mule.

My birthday’s coming up. I’m not going to say how old I am but my bunion and prostate are arguing over which’s bigger. And my penis and my liver are arguing over which is spottier. (Co-written with Jesse Jarvis).  If I lose any more hair on the top of my head, I’m going to have to comb over my back hair. I just started a band called “The Chronic Depressives.” No performing or touring. We just sit around in our underwear contemplating the futility of existence.

The good news: Apple will supply bumpers to solve the iPhone 4 antenna reception problem. The bad news: Toyota will make the bumpers. Apple has delayed production of the black iPhone 4. It turns out it gets lousy reception at KKK rallies.

The former CEO of BP, Tony Hayward, got a job offer from the Pentagon. He’ll be dealing with WikiLeaks instead of sticky leaks.

The Chevrolet Volt allows you to tie your smart phone into OnStar. For an extra $500, David Hasselhoff will come to your house and eat a cheeseburger off your kitchen floor.

Michelle and Sasha Obama vacationed at a ritzy Spanish resort while unemployment in Washington, DC is 10 percent. They did so on the advice of their public relations firm, Gibson and Lohan.

On that low note, that’s my time.

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