Chapter Eight
The following evening, legendary comedian Chip Earle headlined at Chuckleyux. Earle had slammed it fifty-years straight with no signs of easing off the gas. His face had weathered and cracked from wear and tear. The youngsters arrived early for a chance to hang out with Earle and seek his counsel.
Charleston avoided Gary and didn't emerge from his bedroom until he heard the front door click shut. Now he'd arrived at Chuckleyux he found Gary seated right beside Chip Earle in the Green Room. They sat on the couch in the center of the back wall.
Charleston hovered in the doorway, where he contemplated his next move. The room overflowed with baby comics who'd come out just for the event.
Chip puffed a pungent cigar, and he said, “Can't go wrong with s*x, but if you want to le
