Back in the early summer of 2000 I met a tremendously funny stand up comic named Jason Rouse.

Onstage the man is one of the funniest, most brilliant comics that have ever graced a stage, plain and simple. He might be crude for some, but if you’re into seeing live stand up comedy, Jason is one of the very few comics you MUST see live. Offstage he is just an all around good, kind, and still hysterically funny man.

Anyways, I had only met Jason a few days earlier; we were sitting around in a hallway of some rehearsal studio space waiting to rehearse some sketches for a stage show. There were a handful of other Canadian comics there that new Jason way better than me.

Jason excused himself to go buy some tea. He went out to the corner and bought his tea. When he came back upstairs he sat down next to me with a worried look on his face.

He said, “Beehive, when I bought this tea I accidentally spilled some on myself, and I think I burned myself a little.”

Jason raised his shirt and showed me something that looked like a huge blister, and said, “See it made me get this big blister. Do you think I should go to the hospital for it??

I looked at his stomach, the blistery looking thing was up and over his jeans and beltline, right around his belly button, and I couldn’t figure out what it really was, and replied, “That doesn’t look like a blister. What is it?”

By this point none of the Canadians could hold their laughter inside themselves anymore.

I didn’t know what was so funny over the man burning himself badly.

Jason then said, “Do you know what that is?” Pointing to his blister.

“No, I don’t.” I replied.

Everyone was yelping with their laughs now.

With the most serious of looks Jason replied, “It’s one of my balls.”

WHAT????

Now everyone was laughing, including me.

I just kept thinking, one of his balls??? How??? But it is so high??? Balls aren’t supposed to stretch that far from their hanging spot under the penis. How did he? What did he do to get it out and over his jeans?

Jason then pushed his bulging ball (blister) back down into his pants, everyone continued to have a good time, then some people let out of rehearsal, and Jason excused himself only to come back from “Buying hot tea, and having spilt some on himself causing a blister.” This fooled person after person, and it was just great.

To this day I don’t have a clue as to how he was able to stretch his balls out that far, and to be honest I’m not sure I really want to know.