Tag: improv comedy

Who can act crazier – a train full of tourists or the Wolfman? They’ve got strength in numbers, but I’ve got experience.

Watch how I dance around on that pile of gravel. I’m egging them on, seeing how high I can ramp up their energy.

I tell the audience to act crazy, and they do. Here are some lines I use to egg them on:

“Come on, kids! Howl with me! Howl with the Wolfman!” (those kids get howling every time)

“I want all you kids to howl at the Moon tonight while your parents are tuckin’ ya in for bed.”

“Let’s have a contest. A crazy contest! Let’s see who can act crazier… YOU… or ME.”

“Let’s keep this fire burnin’! Let’s fan the flames of madness into a blazing inferno!”

“Come on, kiddoes! Show me what ya got! Go big or go home!”

“Come on, kids! Louder! I’m an old goat, remember? And I forgot my hearing aids!”

“There ya go! That’s more like it! You kids are gonna be the next generation of Wolfmen and Wolfwomen!”

Deep in the White Mountain woods, there lives a mysterious man-beast, a wolf-human hybrid who might be America’s creepiest cryptid.

Strong as Sasquatch

Grisly as a grizzly bear

Chilling as Chupacabra

And more abominable than any snowman.

Half wolf, half man, and all crazy.

The train-chasing menace of Clark’s Bears –

The Wolfman.

Nobody knows his real name, so we call him Wolfman. But we do know what he’s after. If you have the nerve to enter his territory, he’ll yell it at you loud and clear:

“Get off my turf, ya pigeon-lickin’ city slickers! You long-nose flatlanders are after my Unobtainium, and ya ain’t gonna get it!”

The Wolfman claims he has discovered Unobtainium, a rare mineral with incalculable monetary value. So he claimed the land and dug a mine to extract Unobtainium. And he defends his claim with a wild passion. Behold, the Wolfman Mine.

This mile-long stretch of woods is known as Wolfman Territory. But the White Mountain Central Railroad runs through it, and they reserve the right to pass through. Every time that train chugs through full of families on vacation, the Wolfman emerges, making a display of power and chasing them all away.

Wolfman Territory is like an emotional hurricane. People gasp, they shriek, and they laugh themselves to tears. Children start howling with the Wolfman. It’s an incredible thrill ride for a train that peaks at 7 MPH.

At last, there is videographic evidence of this admittedly far-fetched story, solid proof of the Wolfman’s existence. It was filmed by a brave soul riding the train.

WARNING: The content may be disturbing to some. Many viewers have reported that these images make their stomach churn in horror. Viewer discretion is advised.

My name is Aaron, and the Wolfman you see here is me. I’m a comedy actor from small-town New Hampshire, and I have the rare honor and privilege of playing Clark’s Wolfman.

Follow my blog and you’ll follow the Wolfman. You’ll find show highlights and stories from Wolfman Territory. Join me as I learn to act and make this show as thrilling and hilarious as I possibly can.

I’m channeling all of my creative energy into this show. I write my own jokes, and I’m sharpening my improv. As I brainstorm more ideas, the character will grow and evolve. Look how much he’s changed already:

The Wolfman is an attraction in the tiny town of Lincoln, New Hampshire. As a local legend, he’s up there with the Old Man of the Mountain. Some families return every year for decades. But he’s largely unknown beyond the Granite State, save for a few far-traveling tourists.

With this blog, I aspire to give the Wolfman a broader audience. His fan base is passionate but mostly local. He could entertain so many more people, if only they knew he was there.