Someone Left a Doughnut, and a Receipt for the Doughnut, on Mitch Hedberg's Grave
Last year, comedian Marc Maron said of the late Mitch Hedberg: "He's not hinged to a time and he's not hinged to a topic. He was a real, kind of a poetic mind. So it's a rare thing that you can sort of revisit a comedian any time and it still has a vitality to it and I think that's why Mitch is so kind of ever-present."
Maron's sentiment perfectly describes the power of Hedberg's legacy more than a decade after his death. Escalators can still never break-they only become stairs. Sorry for the convenience. Every book is still a children's book if the kid can read. These truths are self evident and hilarious. Like the one about the doughnut receipt:
I bought a doughnut and they gave me a receipt for the doughnut. I don't need a receipt for the doughnut. I'll just give you the money, and you give me the doughnut. End of transaction. We don't need to bring ink and paper into this. I just can't imagine a scenario where I would have to prove that I bought a doughnut. Some skeptical friend: "Don't even act like I didn't get that doughnut! I got the documentation right here. Oh, wait it's at home. In the file. Under 'D.'
In honor of what would have been Hedberg's 48th birthday, one Redditor paid tribute to the late, great comedian in the best way possible. Today's a great day to re-visit Hedberg's genius:
