Holy crap. Look what I found in my dusty box of CDs. The hubby, his best friend and I went to see Mitch about 10 years ago in a tiny little club in Minneapolis. We were only about 10 feet from the stage, and it was one of the best nights ever. He was totally wasted and hilarious and was giving out shots of Jager to the audience. By the end of the set I was silently pleading for it to be over because my face hurt from all the laughing. Afterwards we bought this and a couple t-shirts from him. When I found out he died I actually cried, and I don’t usually cry when celebrities die.
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