"Anyway," he said, checking his watch. "That’s eighteen minutes on pears. Let’s do some material about the collapse of the liberal elite."
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He began a routine about a specific brand of artisanal pear cider. It started simply enough, but three minutes in, he was still talking about the font on the label. Five minutes in, he was reenacting a fictional, aggressive conversation with the pear farmer. By ten minutes, he was lying flat on his back on the stage floor, repeating the phrase "hand-picked by heritage workers" until the words lost all linguistic meaning and became a terrifying, shamanic chant. "Anyway," he said, checking his watch
"Anyway," he said, checking his watch. "That’s eighteen minutes on pears. Let’s do some material about the collapse of the liberal elite."
I can adjust the "Vehicle" to fit exactly what you're looking for.
He began a routine about a specific brand of artisanal pear cider. It started simply enough, but three minutes in, he was still talking about the font on the label. Five minutes in, he was reenacting a fictional, aggressive conversation with the pear farmer. By ten minutes, he was lying flat on his back on the stage floor, repeating the phrase "hand-picked by heritage workers" until the words lost all linguistic meaning and became a terrifying, shamanic chant.