Somewhere between Saturn’s rings and a rogue Tupperware lid floating in zero gravity, Captain Chuck McSnort piloted the S.S. Giggletron through a galaxy powered entirely by dad jokes and leftover lasagna fumes. Mission: deliver laughter to the humor-deprived aliens of Sector 7-Guffaw. But when the ship’s AI (named LOLA) misinterpreted “launch sequence” as “lunch sequence,” the crew found themselves hurtling toward a black hole with nothing but a tray of mystery meat and a playlist of 90s sitcom laugh tracks. As Chuck shouted, “Engage the pun thrusters!” the ship did a barrel roll and emitted a sound suspiciously like a whoopee cushion. Space, it turns out, isn’t silent—it’s just giggling very, very far away.
Join us here on Earth for an hour of laughter because when you laugh more, you live better!
Friday from 2:00 p.m. - 3:00 p.m.
1120 Walker Street, Port Townsend
Free to participate, and priceless results!