Anywho, I saw Mr. Whitekeys' shows during the late-1980s in Alaska, and this is a good representation of his delightfully trashy low-brow humour - and I'm of the opinion that successful low-rent humor requires as many little grey cells to pull off as humor on a higher echelon.
So a sample of the sort of humor one encounters in these pages is a blurb about the owner of "Skinny Dick's Halfway Inn" (yes, 'tis a real place Halfway between Anchorage and Fairbanks) who was pulled over by a state trooper and asked to jump up and down on one foot, to which Dick replied: "Hell, I couldn't even do that if I were sober!"
I'm not sure how the humor would play for folks who've never been to Alaska, but then again I think there's enough universality that anyone could appreciate Mr. Whitekeys wacky take on the Last Frontier.