Popping in for a show at Dallas Comedy House already feels like an intimate experience. The charmingly minimal interior doesn’t allow for a bunch of fuss, and why should it? You’re there to fucking laugh. To laugh until you question if that fourth (fifth?) Bombshell Blonde was such a good idea. Thursday’s 9:30 p.m. show feels even closer knit — almost like a family gathering. Well, if you could hand-select your... More >>>