Picture the setup. You have a group of seven to eight hardcore members huddled around a custom-made bar, drinking beers and raving from 9 p.m. to midnight. One-liners, ad-lib enforcement and laughter fill the space. It’s longer than the length of a Bruce Springsteen concert, and twice as interesting. This is no amateur group of gossip mongers. This is a professionally tuned band of individuals that know their subjective game and come together like a well-oiled machine to dish hours of highly engaging entertainment. I was fortunate to be a guest last year, and it was one of the most …
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