Last Saturday, April 4, a Buffalo audience witnessed comedy history at Funny Bone comedy club. It was there, before a sold-out crowd, that Bobcat Goldthwait, beloved comic screamer, revealed his true voice to the few, the proud, the inebriated.

"That's my real voice. Now I'm going to have to kill you," he said.

For the last show of his two-day stint, the Bobcat took the stage in what he described as a longshoreman's outfit, and immediately started reading for a tattered, torn, and yellow piece of paper. He talked about how great it is to be in "your city or town," and hoped that our team, whatever sport they may play, would go all the way this year.

Goldthwait then smirked and looked up at the crowd, dropping his cheat sheet. "Let me tell you, folks, I've been on TV, I've been in movies, but nothing makes me happier than to playing the back of a mall."

Perhaps more than any other comedian, Goldthwait doesn't just come to read his material and leave. Everything around him becomes part of the show, including the club itself and the Boulevard Mall, which the Funny Bone calls home. "Not even the front of the mall..."

As a Syracuse native, he couldn't resist ripping into Western New York and Central New York repeatedly throughout the night. Apparently, Buffalo was the place to be when he was growing up.

"My parents used to talk about Buffalo like it was Paris. They never came here, but they knew people who did. I'd say `Dad, why can't we go to Buffalo?'" Dad was reluctant. "We got ski-lifts and Genny Cream Ale here, what do you want to go there for?"

He even hit on a few of the hometown boys like Timothy McVeigh and Rick James. Goldthwait caught Mr. Super Freak on Tom Snyder, trying to avoid answering questions about the fact he was from Buffalo. "Fuck you, James. They're embarrassed of you."

Nothing Goldthwait said seemed to written as a joke. He's not a punchline comic. He just talked to the audience about what was happening in his life, from being trapped in a hotel room and watching a sanitized version of the Pamela Anderson and Tommy Lee tape to burning Jay Leno's furniture on national TV. According to Godthwait, the Jaw isn't quite as inert as his beloved viewers might think. Bobcat described the flood of profanity and threats the Tonight Show host made while his Lazy Boy flamed. He laughed, recalling the incident. "America's favorite Dorito salesman just called me a cocksucker."

In truth, Goldthwait's life isn't all filled with seat-torching mayhem. He's been married to the same woman for 11 years, something of an accomplishment in the entertainment industry. And the proud couple has kids. "Do you realize how many times my kids are gonna have to hear, `That's your father? I hate that guy.'" His eyes dropped shyly to the ground as he talked about PTA meetings and taking his kids to the movies. His greatest fear is that his kid will force him to go see Meet the Deedles. "That movie looks so terrible I'm surprised I'm not in it."

As is his trademark style, Goldthwait brought the show down a little toward the end. "Just trying to take the edge off your night. I try to mellow you out so you can go home and go right to sleep." He talked about closing time and frivolous law suits, wrapping up with a woman suing a Burger King over finding a condom in her burger. "Do your pickles come in little plastic packages?"

"There's an old show biz adage - always leave them on a condom joke. Good night, folks."

With that, Bobcat ended his hour-long performance and walked off, leaving behind him a cheering audience who had heard the true voice of a comedian.