Carrot Top has been at it for so long now that most fans are familiar with his idiosyncratic style of prop humor. It dates back to 1980s Boca Raton, Fla., when a redheaded college student/struggling comic named Scott Thompson stole the sign for Butts Road and told a comedy club audience, “This must be where the ***holes live.”
Since then, the comic with the hairdo styled by a monkey with an eggbeater has honed his act into something that is impossible to imitate and ridiculously funny.
There’s redneck Viagra (spray starch), the paper cups-and-string telephone with a third cup for call waiting; fake rubber feet so you don’t have to take off your shoes at the airport; and the Hooter’s job application (a piece of cardboard with two circular holes that you “just fill out”).
What many people don’t know is that the longtime Vegas headliner does lots of verbal humor and gags that are hard to classify and rely on little more than an uncanny ability to poke fun at the frustrations of modern life and foibles of the human nature.
—Anne Burke, Custom Publishing Writer
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