Jackpot!

Accidentally miniaturized by a machine in the lab where he works as a janitor, Frank Allen takes up refuge in the beard of a slacker named Al. The story’s exploration of male intimacy takes wry twists: the two can only communicate, for instance—Al can only hear Frank’s tiny voice—when they’re both drunk enough.

Australian performers Shane Adamczak, who wrote the show and plays Frank, and St. John Cowcher (Al), perform mock ballads, including an Irish lament about female infidelity: “You can spot a raincloud, but you can’t predict the Heather.” It’s all refreshingly unapologetic: “I caught her out with my friend Rich/He used his tongue to dig her ditch.”

Hilarious. Insanely original. Performed by two men who feel like very smart dogs.