What do you get when you mix 40yrs of improv experience with a carnival and an '80s-chic basement? A dim place where all the jokes are totally hilarious 'cause everyone’s on coke, and also kinda nauseous from the Tilt-a-Whirl! Also, the Funhouse Lounge, a subterranean theater/drinkery mashing up a carnival midway, disco hues, and '80s-fresh design, and delivering unscripted entertainment, simple bites, and a bar that only serves beer and shots.
Shows: The stage'll host a generous roster of participation-encouraged acts, including Canoofle's on-the-spot pop tunes based on song suggestions, Cowboy Little's Big Wild West Show, and the Unscriptables' full-length, pay-whatever improv plays based on everything from Star Trek to Tennessee Williams...so, Shatner on a Hot Tin Roof? Me-ow!
Food and Drink: If you hate hilarious and entertaining things, you can still grab potato chip-based "Irish nachos", and sandos stuffed with mac 'n cheese or turkey & bacon jam. Meanwhile, the “no mixed drinks!” bar is strictly slinging shots such as maple bacon whiskey and beers like Colt 45, which works every time, unlike the improv guys’ jokes...hey, it’s a process!
Those not content to just enjoy bacon jam and malt liquor with the rabble can avail themselves of FL's VIP “clown room”, which offers plush booths, a flatscreen with a Wii, and walls covered with paintings of clowns, the only thing more terrifying than a basement full of coked-up, nauseous '80s people.