Im originally from Chicago and grew up near the Second City so Im a huge fan of comedy. I recently moved to Dallas because of my job and have been looking for something different to do. I read an article about Four Day Weekend and it sounded fun so I decided to take a date there. It was our first date and the show was a perfect icebreaker! It was hilarious. We laughed throughout the entire performance and all the way back home to Dallas talking about it. I definitely plan on taking more dates back there in the future.

Had a blast. Funny show. Will definitely go again.

I had heard about Four Day Weekend from a friend who goes all the time and loves it. So my wife and I decided to go. First of all, just walking into the place put me in a good mood. I was expecting a smoke filled comedy club, but the theater is non-smoking and beautiful. We got there early and had a drink in their lounge before seating began. When they opened the doors for seating we got great seats down front. The show was awesome! I laughed until my sides hurt. At intermission I called my friend to thank him for the recommedation. Highly recommend. We are going back this weekend.

First off, the show was good BUT when customer service makes you not be able to enjoy the show then it ruins the whole thing. To make a long story short I go up to the bar to order drinks and I pay with my M/C and ask for a receipt. The bartender says it will be a while. I say I will wait and he said I have a bunch of customers it will be while. I said I will wait patiently right here because I have to have a receipt. (after more arguing) I grab the one I signed and said I will keep this. He says I have to have that one and I said then please give me a receipt. Then he threatens to kick me out because I've been a, "pain in his "rear end" all night" (WHAT?) He says he'll give me one after the show and if I don't leave the bar he's kicking me out. With not much choice I go sit down and after the show OF COURSE he's nowhere to be found. The manager writes with sharpie on the back of his card (which is almost rubbed off now) for a receipt. THAT'S IT? I won't be back!!!!!