Tag: Miami Comedy Podcast

If scary movies were filmed in Florida, Scream would end in five minutes and Jason would get eaten by a gator. Florida ruins every horror movie.

Give me a free house in Hialeah and I’m opening the most Hialeah Airbnb ever. Chickens included, Cuban coffee on the stove, and a Celia Cruz room.

Finding money on the ground in Miami is a message from God, as long as it’s within six feet and nobody says it’s theirs. Here are my rules for the twenty on the floor.

Leonardo Miami Beach invited me to dinner, so I read their whole website out loud first. Handmade pasta, live jazz, and fine dining on Collins until 3 AM on weekends.

If Miami had a zombie apocalypse we’d probably win. Cafecito zombies, a 24 hour club full of survivors, and abuela’s hurricane closet. Here’s why the 305 is ready.

Heels in one hand, phone in the other, barefoot on the club floor. Here’s what a pata sucia really means in Miami, and why you never fight somebody with no shoes on.

I’ve been working from home in Miami since before it was cool. Here’s what I learned, from eating lunch on sales calls to the law firms in Little Havana with picket fences.

Miami is the least scary city in America, but a few spots still get me. The Wynwood horror maze at 2 AM, dive bars that aren’t on Google, and an abuela with a chancleta.

Dating somebody who just moved to Miami? Here are my first date ideas, from Flanigan’s free nachos to the cafecito that will ruin Starbucks for them forever.

I got a traffic ticket in Miami for a rolling right turn at five miles an hour. Here is why the rolling stop is a Miami language, and what happened when I tried to fight a ticket in court.