What was the funniest joke at Extreme Entertainment's comedy show at the Fairmont Southampton? The lack of seats for latecomers, that's what.

Yeah, I found it real hilarious having to stand at the back while everyone else was giggling away in the expensive seats. But then the joke started to wear a bit thin so I got in the face of some dude who looked like he was working the joint.

"Hey steward, where's my goddamn seat man?" I asked, sprinkling in plenty of attitude and Caribbean patois to cement my street-cred.

"Ain't you read your ticket, white boy? This is Live STAND UP Comedy - you're standing up and the comedy is live, so what's your problem? Should have got here on time, sucker," he answered, swigging on his Heineken beer as he moved on.

Well, I wasn't going to stand for that, but I had no seat so I had to.

"Hey wise guy," I called back. "I read the ticket and you owe me. It says 'Warning Extreme Laughter. Please consult your doctor before attending this event.' I did, and he charged me 35 bucks for wasting his time, and BF&M are gonna bill my medical insurance. Big joke!" But Mr. Heineken wasn't listening.

So there I was hanging on the wall, next to the ladies bathroom, as slick local host Nadanja reeled out some funnies and introduced his 'aunt' on stage.

The disguised comedian, dressed as a female senior with a walking stick, proceeded to break into dancing to trendy hits, including Michael Jackson's 'Thriller', but the one-trick visual gag soon waned and after three or four songs the bar at the back of the amphitheatre was getting more attention than the stage. At this point the audience, representing a true cross section of Bermuda's diverse population, found their voice and booed off the bumbling 'aunt'.

Prior to the three international comedians, it was the turn of Bermudian talent Klymaxx who humorously lamented his home Island being overrun by every nationality under the sun, where even the 'Locals restaurant' is run by foreigners who can't spell Bermudian correctly on the menu. Klymaxx' rant climaxed with being cuffed on East Broadway by an English cop and ending up in front of a Trinidadian magistrate.

Klymaxx proved a perfect warm-up before the first of the international biggies - Vanessa Fraction, who has appeared on the big and small screen, including a role in Ice Cube's Barbershop 2.

Snazzy Fraction perked up the interest of the men in the packed amphitheatre, but at the same time gave out big time to the sisterhood, her humour touching on a few home truths about motherhood and accepting 'at least' men into life. Fraction ran up against Bermudian polite reserve as she tried to elicit greater audience feedback, but she remained unfazed and witty to the last having perfectly fired off the audience's laughter zones for the arrival of New Yorker Jason Andors.

By this point things were really looking up, especially at the back of the hall where staff had managed to steal some more seats from somewhere allowing latecomers to finally rest their butts.

According to Sean 'P Diddy' Combs, Andors is the funniest white boy in America. And who's going to argue after Saturday's performance where Andors received a standing ovation from many at the Fairmont after sending uncontrollable laughter ripping all the way to the back of the hall throughout his set.

His break dance and body-popping training was deployed to great effect as he covered myriad subjects. His jail boy gag delighted, as did his 'cutting off a cell phone caller' technique and the story of the woman who took a number two on a tiny prop-plane where Andors was sitting in the seat next to the onboard lavatory.

The former 'Fame' Academy student exited with the loudest applause of the night before HBO and 'Showtime at the Appollo' veteran Smokey Derron Edington wrapped up the evening.

It wasn't always easy to catch everything Smokey said, unless your ears were acutely attuned to his vocal nuiances and the speed of delivery, but many of those around me clearly were and cracked up in mirth as Smokey proved the most taboo-busting of the evening's comedians.

Towards the end of his half-hour turn, the Harlem native was relaxed and projecting his jokes with greater volume and clarity, resulting in a perfect send off for the homeward bound audience with smiles written large across their faces after a top night of comedy.

Before leaving I put a sticker on the back of my seat with my name on it so it'll be there when I next show up - unless of course Mr. Heineken rips it off.