Richard Pryor: Here and Now

Good God! Who made this sign and where does it stand?! Slothrop, we must become pilgrims. On our way to this holy place I can tell you a story about some students from the north, a dark room, a baby cradle, and one angry miller.

And this performance took place on Bourbon Street, where a six-month sober Richard Pryor recalled this moment from his conversation with a Zimbabwean local:

African man: "What language do you speak at home?"

Pryor: "Uh? English?"

African man: "Everybody speaks English. What do you speak at home?"

Pryor: "Uh? Jive?"

Richard Pryor: Some days I wake up, I wanna know who’s dick it is. It just be layin’ there... I’m like “AGHGHGHHHH!! SPEAK TO ME!”
Richard Pryor’s non-erect sleeping Dick: “I wasn’t there Rich, What? What? Huh? Wha? Wha? We on fire again? What is it? Wha?”

But speaking of pilgrimage: