Comedy boot camp isn’t pretty.  It isn’t meant to be.  It exists to separate class clowns from comedians.  New recruits are barraged with questions requiring rapid-fire responses.  The first question is always, “what’s the deal with airline food?”

Routinely instructors yell “drop and give me twenty!”  A recruit goes to his knees and begins shouting “Well, excuuuse meee!”  Everyone thinks they can do twenty at first.  After ten they’re sweating and shaking.  They say it builds character.

At the end comes Hell Week.  It involves drill instructors screaming orders as they randomly change persona from Sam Kinison to Jerry Lewis.

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