Actual comedy not that soft stuff they air now

The absolute peak. Carlin attacks the stage like a box-to-box midfielder with a grudge. No wasted movement. No pandering. Modern comics crumble under pressure like a fiberglass pole in high winds but George stood firm. If you cant handle the aggression go watch a puppet show.

The blueprint. You dont have a league without this guy. Moves around the stage with the agility of a striker in the six-yard box. Vulnerable but not pathetic. A masterpiece.

Now this is defense. Patrice stood in the pocket and took hits like a goalkeeper during a penalty shootout. He bullied the crowd and they loved him for it. Try that today and you get cancelled before the first commercial break. A tragic loss of Talent.

Filmed in black and white so you know he isnt messing around. Burr has the same energy as a guy trying to set up a camping stove in the rain. Angry and precise. Best technical ranting in the game.

That red leather suit had better waterproofing than my Gore-Tex jacket. Raw energy. He commanded the room. Before he went Hollywood and got soft.

Back when he told jokes instead of lectures. Look the new stuff is fine but the pacing here is tighter than a drum skin. Efficient.

Messy. Looks like a Sunday league match where half the team is hungover. But the writing is sharper than a high-end tent peg. Not for everyone.

Anti-comedy. Like buying a hammock instead of a bed. Zero tension but it supports the weight perfectly. Genius in its laziness.

Yeah I included him. Deal with it. The material holds up. Its funny. Thats the only metric that counts in this sport.

Solid fundamentals. Paces the stage well. Good rhythm.