Yours truly has just spent an evening at the theatre watching a show by the Kransky Sisters, and I can confirm that they are just as funny on stage as they are on the television (or, I suppose, on the wireless).
For those of you not familiar with the strange, morbid tone of the Kranskys, here's a sample. This is one of their older performances - Arva (the one playing the tuba) has since left the group. According to the other sisters, Arva received a scholarship to join the Hornbell Military Marching Band, and no longer tours with her sisters because "all the meals are included with the army" (and the camouflage uniforms hide all the spills). Fortunately, a fourth sister, Dawn, has left her job as a part-time trolley librarian in the local hospital to join the group. Dawn had been living in the neighbour's laundry, where she kept her collection of cane toad skins that she had flattened in the clothes-wringer.
If at first you don't succeed, put it all back they way it was and keep lumbering along
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