Ten bodies barrel onto the Upright Citizens Brigade stage as the Stooges pound from the speakers. One lanky, towheaded guy cheerily goads audience members to swig from bottles of Jack Daniel's. A burly man points at the obscure horror movies projecting on a wall and chants, "Think about that!" The rest of the cast—the ones not busy moving chairs and shedding clothes—dance ferociously. It's the height of a messy bender about to get messier. It's also just another evening with the sketch... More >>>