Don't forget Fat Albert, "Why is There Air?", "To Russell, My Brother, Whom I Slept With," The Green Hornet, Hofstra.
We used to catch his act in Denver at a nightclub called "The Turn of the Century." He would stop off there enroute to his gigs in Las Vegas to warm up. We'd spend the entire night howling. He's far funnier in person because you get to see his wonderful facial expressions.
We played his tape, "Natural Childbirth" at our Lamaze class once. Most of our fellow couples thought it was a scream. The instructor, for some reason, did not. I think that is one of his funniest routines.
