Horrified to learn that a good 10 people atttending considered themselves to be stand up comics. Hilarity did not ensue. Just cringe-making. Most of the guests averted their eyes and moved to another room when "impromptu" performances began.
On the up side:
1.) Right next door with lots of booze.
2.) The one woman wearing a slutty outfit actually had the body for it.
3.) No big, burly men dressed in drag.
3.) No one could induce me to wear a Scarlet Pimpernel costume, so I just came as the boring middle-aged neighbor.