Conceived at a party, probably,
Ireland’s Funniest Man spent his first
40 years living with an unwanted
gift, the gift of laughter.

Distanced from polite society
by his own genius, fitting in was futile.
Then the pandemic hit, and the sweet relief
of mandated isolation, changed everything.

Forged in the solitude of enforced atomoisation, in a
foreign land, he honed his skills, adding blood to
sweat as he refined every beat of his act. Under the
orange glow of a world on fire, he worked into the
night, and a show was ground into existence.
A show so astonishingly original that it would be
feared by every comic in Ireland.

For it would forever shift perceptions,
with a tectonic realization, you simply cannot keep
a good man down, this is Ireland’s funniest man,
and a new era of comedy has begun.

His time had arrived.