Apricots and the Mayor of Wooster

There was a guy that used to come to the burlesk shows in Canton, Ohio that was from Wooster, Ohio. He was a little "slow". I teased him and called him the mayor of Wooster. When I was on the stage, and would see him sitting in the audience, I would holler out, "There's the mayor of Wooster!"

On day I was in the theater lobby eating dried apricots. I asked him if he wanted one. He seemed to like them; so I offered him more. He ate almost the whole bag.

The next time he came to the show he told me that the apricots had had a laxatie effect on him. All of us laughed so much. He said, "On my way home, they made me shit!"

He said it took a week to get the smell out of the car. His mother wanted to go for a ride before the smell had gone away. I said, "What did you tell her?" He said, "I told her OH! Not today, Mom!"


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