Monday, June 23, 2008

The King is Dead. All Hail the King!

...and tits.

In case you haven't heard yet, the mighty George Carlin passed away on Sunday. I think I actually almost started crying when I heard. This just ruins my whole fucking day...not that it was anything to get excited over anyway!

If you've never heard his Class Clown or Classic Gold albums, I command you to make haste to find them and absorb them immediately - they're pretty much the gold standard against which all stand-up comedy should be judged.

And now...a personal favorite snippet...

"I got fired last year from doing a show in Vegas, for sayin' the word SHIT. In a town where the big game is called CRAP! That's some kind of double standard, you know?!!!! You know they got big ol' Texan's out on the game floor yelling, 'Ahh shit! I CRAPPED!!!'. Hell, they fly those guys in for free. The fired me...shit! ...Shit's such a figurative word. You never hear shit used literally, you know like, 'Look at that shit Martha, WOWWWWW!!!' ".

I think I'm going to go outside and tell a random stranger to go fuck themselves.

Peace out, G