Greg BauchHave Yourself a Smoky Little ChristmasDon’t ask how many people were in my house for a Christmas party in 1985.Dec 24, 2023Dec 24, 2023
Greg BauchSomething evil in the bathroomThe scary thing about the growl was the constant, circular motion, like something was gaining momentum to charge.Aug 6, 20231Aug 6, 20231
Greg BauchLessons from Bobby D.People either want you to scream or they want your clean urine. The labs in South Buffalo were swimming in my immaculate pee.Apr 10, 2023Apr 10, 2023
Greg BauchA Vulgarity SmithsonianI swear every twenty seconds. I swear when I stub my toe or when the Sabres skate offsides. I swear when a traffic light turns yellow.Apr 3, 2023Apr 3, 2023
Greg BauchPiss and CigarettesThe rehab facility has fewer stars on Google than the Department of Motor Vehicles. It smells like piss and piss-stained sheets.Mar 19, 20231Mar 19, 20231
Greg Bauch“Sorry, I got Nothing.”If I went to jail before I could give my wife her bottle of water, she’d never let me hear the end of it.Mar 12, 20231Mar 12, 20231
Greg BauchHungry in a Buick LeSabreI am a terrible football reporter because I hate bothering people and I don’t know anything about football.Mar 6, 20232Mar 6, 20232
Greg BauchCanned CourageI show up early to comedy shows in small towns and find dark parking lots to drink giant cans of beer purchased at gas stations.Feb 27, 2023Feb 27, 2023
Greg BauchBad Ideas Are More FunI’m cruising 80 miles per hour down the Appalachians at a 90° angle over icy roads when the animal in the backseat bites my wife.Feb 11, 20231Feb 11, 20231
Greg BauchDear Literary Agent,I know I already sent you a submission query a few days ago, but I figured I’d follow it up with some additional questions…Feb 4, 20232Feb 4, 20232