You get drunk as fuck on a big bottle of vodka before your next show. Blind drunk. It works out great, so you think. Everything you say is hilarious to you. You're so fucking witty that you can barely keep from cracking yourself up.
Unfortunately, you're so wasted that the audience can't understand what you say as you speak in only slurred mumbles. A few minutes of this and they start to turn on you, some throwing things at you. Like rotten oranges, used tampons, rocks. Pearls before swine! They don't know a good thing when they see it! A bit of orange juice in the eye, and you are completely fed up, making threats, drunkenly howling insults at them.
They don't like that at all. The audience swarms the stage. They literally tear you limb from limb and decorate the place with your blood.
Now that's funny!