Oh, tacky post-holiday tradition, thy name is Burger. If bad jokes told with a distinct lack of timing are your bag, you'll definitely want to check out the comedy "unstylings" of Neil Hamburger. His quips, told between incessant throat clearing, revolve around such tasteless subjects as Michael Jackson's affinity for young boys. He's got everything a raunchy comic needs, except punch lines. Stick around for the bands.
Wed., Jan. 4, 9 p.m., 2012