Always a wild and loose way to end your Fringe evening.

I’ve witnessed this mayhem five or six times over the last three years and it somehow escalates the bonkers shenanigans and debauchery every time. A trip to the fringe is incomplete without a dose of whatever Evan’s serving. When the audience is ripe and the room is buzzing, you cannot prepare yourself for what’s about to go down. Or up, or in a mouth, or…