Christopher Titus

Christopher Titus has a regular-guy delivery that turns his working-class dysfunctional family stories into laugh-’til-you-gasp fun. I lost it at “My parents think alcohol is a food group.” It’s not that I identify—but I do. With his slightly baffled, no-bullshit Everyman attitude always sharp, Titus rambles from parenthood to 9/11 to the Iraq war to politics. (“Have you seen these gas prices? We elected a guy in the oil business president. We are such retards.”) The stories about his father’s funeral unite hilarity and heartbreak. I’m reminded of dinner with my little brothers—they’ll keep a table full of people laughing while their food grows cold. And that’s the next table over. Titus is funny without being nearly as mean as he has a right to be.