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To LOL is to laugh out loud and if you’ve never laughed out loud Alternatively you can LOL in your head.

Jimeoin | Yeehaa!

Although his name may be difficult to pronounce, the laughs do come a lot easier in Jimeoin’s comedy show Yeehaa!.

I am familiar with him through the English comedy show, Live at the Apollo. I remember him as the eyebrow man, due to his hilariously expressive facials in that particular show. However, this is also very evident in this show as well. You just can’t help but laugh at how expressive he can be. This show encompasses everything you could be familiar with in life. From long term relationships, to how you take out your rubbish. We had a varying age range within the audience, so whatever your age, you can relate.

The show ends with a couple of songs, that seem to becoming a quintessential element to his shows. Although, at times, he does mumble his words, making it difficult to get the joke, but you find yourself laughing anyway as you manage to get the gist of it. All over an exceptional night. So take a look below, and book your tickets for an entertaining night out!

WHEN: Mon 2 – Sat 7 May
WHERE: SKYCITY Theatre, Auckland


Full Price $44.90
Concession $41.90
Group 10+ $41.90
Cheap Wednesday $39.90

Contains adult themes & occasional coarse language.


Nick Cody | Come Get Some!

Nick Cody, often reference by his red beard, brings a great hour long show to Auckland. I hadn’t heard of him previously, and wasn’t too sure what kind of comic style he would bring, but as he opened the show with the notion of “you took a risk so thank you”, he kind of put me at ease, and by the end of the show I can tell you, don’t worry, as the so called “risk” is worth it. There were so many good, golden nuggets in his show which kept coming. He let us in on his life and the recent adventures overseas he had with his comedian lifestyle, along with everyday bits that we all have to deal with at some point.

I enjoyed his natural story telling, which allowed the laughs to come freely, and the odd punchlines. It just worked so well in a nice, intimate setting that is the Vault at Q Theatre. The setting definitely made you feel relaxed and cosy as he laid out the laughing moments for us, and there wasn’t that demand for your laughter as well, that you can get on the odd occasion from some comedians new to the [Auckland] scene. The jokes are relatable for any age group, but probably more specifically those in their 20s – 30s as there is elements to his material relating to dealing with growing up.

It was a great night out overall. Take a risk and check him out.


Tuesday & Thursday $18.00
Friday & Saturday $20.00
Concession $18.00
Cheap Wednesday $16.00

Contains adult themes & occasional coarse language.

Stephen K Amos | The Laughter Master

Stephen K Amos is a brilliant comedian. His material is filled with laugh out loud moments, that leaves you feeling like you did a bunch of ab workouts by the end of the show. The show was about an hour and a half, and I laughed throughout it. Stephen K Amos has an amazing talent of making every joke hit home in a relatable way – one way or another.

Every joke is a tale of some adventure that he has been on, and the varying people he has stumbled across in life. It is honest material that he delivers to an audience that can at least relate to one, if not, majority of the stories.

If you think you are funny, and want a chance at heckling Stephen K Amos, be prepared to be laughed into oblivion by the audience. He has a natural tack for making you regret your decision to open your mouth, and fair play to him. If you don’t like it then sit back and shut up or as he stated “this isn’t your living room, you don’t have to stay!”. But aside for the attempts by some of our fellow audience members to start off their on comedic journey [don’t quit the day job guys], it was a brilliant night. Unfortunately he was only in Auckland for the two shows over the weekend, but if you have the opportunity to see him, go for it as you won’t regret it.

He will be in New Zealand for a few shows the start of May, so have a look via the NZ International Comedy Festival website and book a ticket.


Full Price $40.00
Concession $38.00
Group 6+ $38.00

Contains adult themes & occasional coarse language.


Western Union (Phishing) Email Scam

I recently received an email from a Mr Kelly Omar who advised me that I’d won $950,000:00USD through a South African fund vault from an Online Promo held by the United Nations in conjunction with Western Union. Sound legit? Because it totally is.

While I was excited about making a new friend, who will never replace my facebook buddy from before (I miss you Olori), I soon discovered that my new friend displayed a distinct lack of patience with my folly. And in turn I lost interest rather quickly.

Can you spot where I stopped caring?


2. Western Union Win 3. Rick Roll Attempt

3.1 Form

Mr Kelly Omar gets right to it. I’m bombarded with long paragraphs riddled with spelling and grammatical errors and tedious jargon which I skimmed but leave here for your information should your own Kelly contact you.

4. Long Ass Email 4.1. Long Ass Email 4.2. Long Ass Email5. Getting things Straight6.7.

His response was a bit: 8. 9.10. 11.

Kelly hasn’t responded since. I guess that’s another friendship squandered and opportunity for monetary gain lost.


A JawkwardLOL Understanding of ‘Throwing Shade’

‘Shading someone’ isn’t talking smack, yeah who would’ve thought? Upon delving into the neo-definition and short evolution of the slang term ‘shade’, and what it now means when you ‘shade’ someone, I’ve discovered a colourful history and the surprisingly complex nature of a term I had originally associated with basic smack talk.

The term ‘shade’ is thought to originate from Paris is Burning, a 1990 documentary on Harlem drag balls, when renowned drag queen Dorian Corey explains what ‘shade’ and ‘throwing shade’ is:

“Shade is, ‘I don’t tell you you’re ugly, but I don’t have to tell you because you know you’re ugly.’ And that’s shade.”

In fact it would appear that ‘throwing shade’ dates back to as early as 1925:

“Most often associated with Black English, but it is also said to be used among gay and cross-dressing performers and club-goers. Etymological Note: Probably related to shade, v., which means “to defeat, to outdo” and dates to at least as early as 1925 and also to the far more common put in/throw in the shade with the same meaning.”

Shade, in the context of popular culture, is an intricate weaving of language and subtle, passive aggressive, innuendo. It’s rather a show of wit and mental prowess. Now picking up on it and responding in the appropriate manner takes just as much wit, as shown here by Mariah Carey.

In usurping Nicki Minaj’s attempt to shade Mariah Carey, note Nicki’s use of the past tense ‘was’ when referring to how great a song ‘All I Want For Christmas’, Mariah’s response is a good example of counter-shading. She does not outright say that Nicki’s music isn’t on par with her own but rather, by highlighting the far reaching success of her own music and its continued popularity well over a decade later, she subtly insinuates the brevity of Nicki’s success.

It takes intelligence and quick wit to expertly ‘throw shade’. If you have any of your own examples of ‘throwing shade’, please be sure to hit that comment button.


Facebook Scam – An Unlikely Friendship

The easiest way to deal with a Facebook scam is to ignore/delete the message and block the sender, but where’s the fun in that? There’s no harm in a little (albeit rather one-sided) banter with someone who’s offering you fake money. So when Olori Themmyturpe Sholarja messaged me on Facebook with a great get-money-for-nothing opportunity, I responded with a thumbs up.


I’m not sure what I wanted from the exchange and I wasn’t even sure that Olori would respond. But Olori did not disappoint, Olori took my gesture as a sign that I was interested in her help and that I had emailed the appropriate people ‘for [my] own good’. I hadn’t, but I guessed at what an email from Olori’s contacts would say.

2As it turned out, Olori took my word for it and proceeded to ask me to fill out a form in order to ‘prove my ownership’. There were some personal questions, but I obliged.


With the help of Susanne Collins and a quick google search of US mobile numbers, I filled the form out to the best of my knowledge, sorta. After a few minutes I started to wonder if Olori had forgotten about me. So I prompted her.


At first, I thought perhaps I had laid it on too thick. I thought, through my immature giggles, Olori might know JK Rowling’s work!? Surely? Nope.


Olori advised me that galleons wouldn’t do and that my fee had to be paid in US currency. Understandable…I think. Olori proceeded to provide me with Western Union information- apparently sending my galleons via owl wouldn’t cut it.


I once again reiterated that I had no home, as it had been destroyed by the Capitol- and questioned Olori’s identity and magical status. It was at this point that things got real- Olori felt I didn’t trust her and laid some persuasive techniques on me. And you know what? I was convinced.


But once again I wanted more answers, so I begged of her three questions. It is at this point that I wondered, is Olori even female? Olori could very well be a guy’s name, but this was of little consequence. What did it matter what sex Olori was? She/he was my friend, albeit a friend who wouldn’t answer any of my questions. Olori evaded them deftly and tried to calm me, empathising with my lack of confidence but still remaining firm in my need to place my trust in her/him. And of course, like any normal person, I did. But I couldn’t really let it go without asking another important question.8

I thought, if Olori knew the muffin man than the muffin man could vouch for Olori- but unfortunately she/he was not an acquaintance of the muffin man.9

At this point I fear my friendship with Olori was drawing to an end, she/he was becoming tired of my questions. Olori was slipping away and becoming frustrated with my behaviour. I acted rashly, and it cost me much more than $850 US dollars. It cost me a friend from Nigeria.10

In the end our friendship was but a fleeting moment, a chanced exchange in a vast world of social networking. Olori wanted to help my financial situation but my incessant questions drove her/him away, like it did my parents (not really, but I felt making myself an orphan would really ramp up the intensity). And with those final automated words from facebook, alerting me to the fact that Olori did indeed see my message, I knew it was over. Because Olori saw my message but did not deign to respond, and although I did not send the money as promised, and therefore did not receive my $50,000,00 financial help, I feel I had gotten more than a few dollars. I had gained, and lost, a friend and a new outlook on life.



Accent Tag?

My family spent an extensive portion of my formative years living in America. I was 3 years old when we first arrived and I was 8 when we finally came back to New Zealand, so it’s safe to say that the Californian accent was pretty ingrained at this point. Shucks even now, 16 years since we lived in the states (with the occasional visit here and there) I still have a bit of an American twang. I still get asked if I’m American, or whether I’m American Samoan (even the notion) and I’ve come to just accept it. Which is a little unfair because when I visit family in the US I’ve been mocked for my Kiwi accent and yet in New Zealand I’m questioned about my American twang. As a kid growing up I always felt a bit alienated because of this, nowadays it’s a great conversation starter. Not that I actively seek out social interaction. What on earth do you take me for? A fully functional human being? Preposterous!

Anecdote: I worked part time in a retail store all through college (high school) and university. One of my jobs was to make the announcements over the intercom. I’ll be honest, for the most part I dicked around and used ridiculous accents, it got to the point where it would just sound weird if I spoke normally. Despite this, I’d only been complained about all of three times, only two of which were valid. That is, when I made an announcement with an Indian accent, when I made an announcement with a really really bad Russian accent and finally when I spoke without attempting any random accent at all. The first two were valid complaints, the third one notsomuch. I can understand people picking out fake Indian accents (unless I’m the super vedi good?) and the really bad Ruski accent, however some customer complained after I made an announcement in my normal speaking accent. It was ‘really bad because [I] was trying too hard to do a Canadian accent and that it was offensive and just the worst attempt at an accent [they’d] ever heard.’ The only person offended that day was me.