Do you love a good work-related story?  Boy, I know I sure do.  There's nothing like listening to the ceaseless whinging of the Office Blues - or massage parlour in this case.  From poop to pooping to getting pooped on  - by mice, Misadventures' has it all for the coprophiliac in your life.  And I do mean that.  I counted no fewer than three follies aux fecal during the production's running time, though I do love a good poop joke as much as the next man.  However, despite a near breathless performance from one man zeitgeist, Jason Brasher, 'Misadventures' does feel over-long when you consider that you are listening to a series of disjointed stories that probably would have been funnier had you been there yourself.  Occasionally, Brasher's delivery misfires, overcomplicating needlessly and often letting the audience in on the punchline before the joke is finished.  But really, I question the necessity of paying someone 12 dollars to hear them bitch about their job when I can get that at home for free.

Two and a half out of five stars.