‘What happens in the Roadhouse stays in the Roadhouse.’

Although I have been warned against it, I feel obliged to let you know what went on all the way out there. We were on a tour bus when a terrible storm broke out. All thirty-odd of us were trapped by flooding in the middle of the outback, finding ourselves at the Roadhouse’a classic country pub with corrugated iron, home brew, bull horns and our ‘rare and exclusive’ host Evelyn (or Ev as she prefers).

The Roadhouse was crass as hell. It was also Aussie through and through. Into this setting stepped Lily-Anne, a loud-mouthed American traveller who loves Amway and Jesus while being an unabashed racist. Let’s just say she and Ev didn’t see eye to eye.

The hypocrisy and paranoia of the two characters are brilliantly portrayed by Hunter and the escalating insanity that ensues as the two characters pitch their conflicting world views against one another is well worth the ticket price.

Audience participation is crucial to the performance, so if you love having the chance to pitch your wit against the comedian on stage make sure you are front row. You may even be lucky enough to be offered an Amway sample pack to fix up that terrible complexion.