Out of the Abyss - Bo Burnham

Bo: How old are you buddy?

Child: 14

Bo: 14?

Is this your mother beside you?

Child: (mumbling)

Bo: This is getting awkward isn’t it?

Well your mother’s very cool… your mother’s very cool for bringing you

Remember that, remember when you get old and grey

And- and she was cool she brought you to a comedy show

I have trouble getting along with my father, he’s such a man’s man you know,

he lives his life by all these rules that I can’t possibly live by,

like he believes you should always fight fire with fire which is a horrible

way to live your life

Well cause he’s a firefighter and he was fired

Whoops!

that was stupid, let’s get a little stupider

«There's a creepy old man fishing in the park, and the only problem is he tied

a candy bar to the end of his line, he’s trying to catch a kid.(Ping!

)"(Laughter)

For those listening on the CD, I mimed like I was catching the 14 year old I

was just talking to

Mom isn’t happy, just guessing, not even looking

You know, people complain about the way I act on stage, they think I repeat

jokes.

They think- They don’t get that the way I act on stage is just that,

it’s an act, they think on stage I act too arrogant, too self-obsessed,

solipsistic, self-contained, synonyms.

They want me to be more a comic to the

people, relate to the beautiful people in this room in the overarching glue of

comedy, so let’s do a little but of uh relatable comedy

I’m like you guys, once a week I like to slip into a deep existential

depression and lose all my sense of oneness and self worth HaHa

And what I like to do in order to assure myself that I am unique,

and I’m not just one of many small, white indistinguishable perfectly

cylindric checker pieces in Jesus and Satan’s backgammon game

I won’t- guys I’ll try to say a group of words in a certain order that I think

no one has ever said them before, so when I’m saying them it’s kind of like «Look at me I’m participating in this new moment that no one has ever

participated in before» so I feel like I’m preceding out of the abyss so I’ll

say something random that no one’s ever said, like «peanut butter tribadism»,

or I’m your father and I loved your comedy show, or «At first I didn’t feel

comfortable leaving him alone with my child, but then I saw his mustache, phew.

«Or, «Hey did you see this Amish website?»

Or «Hey yo baby my life’s about three things, three simple things,

getting money, getting pussy, and they Dewey decimal system!»

Or «Hey can you hold my fanny pack?

I’m gonna go fuck a woman»

You just don’t hear it!

(Cheers from the audience)

I’m giving you attention, girl who’s wooing, are you happy now?

(Girl: I love you!)

You love me, that’s nice.

You love the idea of me, you don’t know me but that’s

okay

It’s called a para social relationship

It goes one way and it’s ultimately destructive.

But please, keep buying all my

shit forever

(Laughter)

That’s how it works.

Capitalism, I’m trapped, alright