We called the group "Harelipps". It was an intentional misspelling of a word that we thought sounded funny.  Needless to say, we did not believe in what later became known as political correctness.  We did skits mocking everything and everyone, including ourselves.  We performed in Granny's basement (everyone called my grandmother Granny -- she was a great woman) for most of our shows.   But we also performed at a few colleges and even rented out the local city hall one time.  The picture above was from a skit in which I was a talk show host and Henry Smith was a cop demonstrating the evils of marijuana.  Did I mention we did a paying gig at a teen drug re-hab center?  The kids loved us.  Especially the pro-drug routines.  Funny, but for some reason we were never invited back.