When I think of legendary stand-up comedians, I usually question why I have the time to compile useless lists in my head, and then immediately stop thinking of that and go about my day. If I ever did have the time to do that, I'd create two sloppily-drawn columns in my head, one labeled "Funny" and then other labeled "Tolerable". Daniel Songer would be under neither of those columns. In fact, in my head, he lives in a world where columns and lists, and comedy, do not exist. I've been to the future of this world, and scientists haven't even started to try to discover 'comedy', and Daniel Songer continues to do stand-up exclusively on his back porch.
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