Word War Three

You recently got into a verbal confrontation with one of your co-workers, the one who does the ol’ in-and-out with the boss to retain her job. Her behavior (along with her grossly dilated nostrils) affronts you to the point of regurgitation. Despite this, your brain went limp when she spattered her vicious diatribe at you, and you’ll kick yourself ’til the day she dies for not producing a sweeter comeback on time. Such is the misery of those who can’t think on their feet. For some quick-thinking schooling, check out The Cerebus Cup: Special Leap Day Edition, a three-on-three longform-improv tournament.
Fri., Feb. 29, 7 p.m., 2008