Being
a self confessed twat, Michael Fabbri makes a pretty good job of
doing stand up comedy. From an early age, he realised he was not the
brightest spark, dyslexia didn’t help. He recounts some of his
most embarrassing moments at school. For instance, he even managed
to mess up playing the part of a door in a school play. Now as an
adult, he finds unsmart sex is not cool.
He would like to be a smarter person but
newspapers are too long and the internet is full of useless stuff.
Perhaps pills are the answer to his problem. At times he wandered of
from his theme talking about weddings and travel.
His style is a conversational drawl,
halting on occasion. Parts of his performance are very funny but
some lines didn’t work. He did make a confession towards the end
by saying he had messed up his running order which did help to
explain the disjointed feel to the show.
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