Andrew Dice Clay

Andrew Dice Clay Description

Andrew Dice Clay, who made a living during the '80s and '90s with his vulgar takes on nursery rhymes and treatment of women in his routine, remains the only person to be banned from MTV -- for life.

After all the success he garnered at the height of his career, it would have been easy for the Diceman to simply fade away into obscurity, but that just wouldn't be his style.

Clay is still taking his shots at women, talking about masturbation and even excites fans with his many nursery rhymes. Only now that the comedian is more than 50 years old, there are other things in his life worth noting, like his disconnect with modern technology and his aging body.

While you may think that Clay's style is something in the past, he manages to keep the audience entertained without losing any bit of what has made him famous. Perhaps the only real change to his routine is that he no longer smokes, he just hangs on to an unlit cigarette.

On the night that we saw him, Clay explained that he bought two shredders from Staples for the office he doesn't have. And after his kids realized that all the family pictures and DVDs in the house were gone, he simply said, "What? I didn't do it, the shredder did."

The Diceman is known for picking on the members of the audience seated closest to him, often referring to them as "jerk-offs" and regularly aggravates them so much that they end up getting thrown out. On this night, he shifted gears a bit and referred to one man in the audience as "Joey" and acted as if they were longtime friends.

But he certainly didn't let everyone get out unscathed. 

He picked on bald men, who had more hair on the side of their heads than on the top and a man he said looked like a farmer from the Midwest, a part of the country Clay made sure to tell everyone he wasn't very fond of.

And of course it wouldn't be an Andrew Dice Clay routine without some of his trademark nursery rhymes to close the show. The audience, many of whom were old enough to remember the Diceman in his heyday, spouted off the lines along with him, and then he stopped for one more crack at the crowd, "What? Like I don't know my own stuff?"