GUEST CONCOCTED CONVERSATION BY HAMPTON YOUNT
Hampton Yount is a talented young comedian in LA by way of Washington DC. Every time I see him, he makes me giggle. If you were alone in a bar, there would be nothing better than Hampton walking through the door. 
You can download his delightful standup album FOR FREE by cliking here.
Also, his twitter is @hamptonyount
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Wife:  I’m leaving you.
Husband:  Fucking… I knew you’d pull this shit. Why? Huh why?
Wife:  I just can’t do this. THIS.
She motions to the house.
Husband:  What the hell is that supposed to mean?
Wife:  The way you treat me, the way you treat women! You just don’t care!
Husband:  I treat you great! I provide every fucking thing for this family. YOU don’t care. I never hear a thanks either.
Wife:  It’s not about things, it’s about respect. And you’ve never given a bit of it.
Husband:  What, I’m supposed to “respect” your bullshit? Yeah, your BULL-SHIT, Carol. You go back to college to take a women’s studies class and suddenly nothing I do is good enough. And I paid for those classes! Remember that? I told you it was a bad idea.
Wife:  Right there!
Husband:  What?!
Wife:  It’s the way you talk down to me. It’s the way you essentially think women are a joke.
He takes a sip from the breast mug.
Husband:  You’re out to lunch.

GUEST CONCOCTED CONVERSATION BY HAMPTON YOUNT

Hampton Yount is a talented young comedian in LA by way of Washington DC. Every time I see him, he makes me giggle. If you were alone in a bar, there would be nothing better than Hampton walking through the door. 

You can download his delightful standup album FOR FREE by cliking here.

Also, his twitter is @hamptonyount

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Wife:  I’m leaving you.

Husband:  Fucking… I knew you’d pull this shit. Why? Huh why?

Wife:  I just can’t do this. THIS.

She motions to the house.

Husband:  What the hell is that supposed to mean?

Wife:  The way you treat me, the way you treat women! You just don’t care!

Husband:  I treat you great! I provide every fucking thing for this family. YOU don’t care. I never hear a thanks either.

Wife:  It’s not about things, it’s about respect. And you’ve never given a bit of it.

Husband:  What, I’m supposed to “respect” your bullshit? Yeah, your BULL-SHIT, Carol. You go back to college to take a women’s studies class and suddenly nothing I do is good enough. And I paid for those classes! Remember that? I told you it was a bad idea.

Wife:  Right there!

Husband:  What?!

Wife:  It’s the way you talk down to me. It’s the way you essentially think women are a joke.

He takes a sip from the breast mug.

Husband:  You’re out to lunch.