BUS FARTS ARE INSPIRING...

A couple of people have rightly guessed that the teaser below is for a tour. More details when venue etc. is finalised. So far all we know for sure is that I am performing in Islamabad on the 8th & 9th of April and maybe Lahore end of April. 

Quite excited.

Was in Lhr and Isb this weekend on a Black Fish tour that could have been an episode of Survivor. Two days of suffering fart-scented Daewoo buses, bodily-fluid-soaked rest houses and organizational disasters that would have made any other Improv Troupe weep. 

But we are men. Manly men. With chest hairs. We did not weep. We persevered.

The only good thing to come out of this weekend was getting ideas for new material while trapped in the bus from Lahore to Islamabad. Did the whole ride with my breath held. The fart smell in there could have tenderized meat.

Jotting the new material stuff down here so that I don't forget it all. Will let them percolate in my head until they get more fleshed out:

America invades Karachi. Everyone goes to the beach to watch. Precision missiles going down alleyways.

Karachi protected from natural disasters by saint. What would the modern list given to him be like?

Things to do: Blow up gas station. Walk away all cool like.