Born and raised on the bustling streets of Long Island, Sean Donnelly learned at an early age that the best way to combat humanities grim stupidity was to simply laugh at it. Inspired by the outlook of his father, Sean went on to explore the depths from which his sense of humor was born, alongside the origin of bland foods such as grilled chicken sandwiches and french fries; minus the crutch of flavor enhancing condiments. Currently laying his weary head on a queen size somewhere in Brooklyn, Sean can be seen regularly dropping his comedic stylings while performing nightly, at clubs like Comix, Gotham Comedy Club, Pianos, Mo Pitkins, the Comic Strip and various other gigs up and down the East Coast. In addition to his various hosting and performing duties, Sean produces a monthly, stand-up/skit comedy show at Pianos called, “Don’t Touch Me There”. When not performing, writing, producing and generally being an ill-ass motherfucker, Sean can be found concocting unconfirmed theories about TV’s Lost, killing refrigerated Reeses Peanut Butter Cups, watching the shit out of Law & Order Criminal Intent and soaking in reruns of Murder She Wrote, wondering if Angela Landsbury was sort of hot when she was younger.