You cold mother fucker? Well shit, we finna boil up some belly bustin’ nut gunchin’ butt humpin’ night y’all have had since your Daddy gave you into yo mommies.
This is Murderfist and we are here to fuck you.
Downstairs @ The PIT where all the gross people get laid.
And then an Angel Babe squirted out his hot Mama’s virgin vagine. Thus sending the Earth into 2000 + years of war, torture, hate, lies, and pedophilia. Jesus is the king of Murderfist! Watch us pay tribute to his birth the only way we know how. By screaming foul jokes at the top of our lungs, while The Stooges blare at top volume.
Lets celebrate the beginning of forever, which is about to end.
SATURDAY 11PM Downstairs The Peoples Improv Theater, where all the presents are filled fresh Dooks.
Murderfist delivers on its promise of crude, punked-out chaos. The scenes are visceral and unpolished, full of spurting gore and exposed flesh. If a sex toy appears at the beginning of a scene, by the end, someone will fondle it. It’s comedy that works in a theater, but is most at home in a bar (where the troupe sometimes plays).