"Page him and get him back in here, NOW!"
HaHaHaHa. That cracks me up. Whatta idiot. Whatta petty shitbag tyrant. Sounds like a candidate for the guerilla warfare treatment from his victims/employees.
When I die I'm leaving my body to science fiction.
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If med students treat donated bodies anything like the way computer resellers treat customers systems on warranty work I ain't going for any of that donor stuff. Familiarity does breed contempt and these guys see so many corpses they probably stick their big mac and fries on your face while they carve up your guts and laugh at the Jack Daniels and gummy bears that was your last meal.
Bury me closed casket, no embalming juice, don't play with my pieces and parts, just get it over with man...
GG Allin: A "performance artist" best known for pissing and shitting while on stage rather than his music . Yeah a real class act. If I puke on your front porch will you give me 20 bucks to see it? . --------the following is from UBL------------ For years, G.G. Allin promised to leave this world with a suicide on stage, preferably on Halloween. Instead, Allin died a traditional rock & roll death -- cocaine and heroin in the veins -- which is the only traditional thing he ever did. In the strictest sense, Allin was not a musician, he was a performance artist with an insatiable desire to shock. Allin was notorious for performing in the nude, defecating and urinating on stage, smearing excrement all over himself and the audience, attacking the audience, mutilating himself, and ending the show quickly; his last concert lasted under ten minutes and ended in a riot. His music was the aural equivalent of his stage show -- an amateurish, barely competent series of short blasts of loud violence on albums called Eat My Fuc , Freaks, Faggots, Drunks & Junkies , and the aptly titled America's Most Hated. Eventually, the consequences of Allin's onstage antics caught up to him and he spent several years in jail. Upon his release in 1993, Allin began touring again, but only for a couple of months; he died on June 28, 1993 in New York, leaving behind a recorded legacy that can only be called vile and repulsive
I fuckin hate Public Transporation! Having worked in Washington D.C and taking the Metro every day I hate it even more. I can't think of a more Orwellian experience than Public Tranporation --no talking--no eye contact--advertisements inflicted on a captive audience. And I always wind up next to the lady who has no idea how much coconut-strawberry perfume to use. Public Transportations is for Corporate Drones - Government Workers and College Educrats. In other words, the only people who *spend the whole freakin'day in one place* ! The rest of us actually have to move around during the day. The ability to move about freely as individuals is the probably most practical American freedom I can think of.
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If you have not sent this episode to Scott Adams (Dilbert) ya really ought to. Unfuckingbelievable.
"Page him and get him back in here, NOW!" HaHaHaHa. That cracks me up. Whatta idiot. Whatta petty shitbag tyrant. Sounds like a candidate for the guerilla warfare treatment from his victims/employees.
If med students treat donated bodies anything like the way computer resellers treat customers systems on warranty work I ain't going for any of that donor stuff. Familiarity does breed contempt and these guys see so many corpses they probably stick their big mac and fries on your face while they carve up your guts and laugh at the Jack Daniels and gummy bears that was your last meal. Bury me closed casket, no embalming juice, don't play with my pieces and parts, just get it over with man...
GG Allin: A "performance artist" best known for pissing and shitting while on stage rather than his music . Yeah a real class act. If I puke on your front porch will you give me 20 bucks to see it? . --------the following is from UBL------------ For years, G.G. Allin promised to leave this world with a suicide on stage, preferably on Halloween. Instead, Allin died a traditional rock & roll death -- cocaine and heroin in the veins -- which is the only traditional thing he ever did. In the strictest sense, Allin was not a musician, he was a performance artist with an insatiable desire to shock. Allin was notorious for performing in the nude, defecating and urinating on stage, smearing excrement all over himself and the audience, attacking the audience, mutilating himself, and ending the show quickly; his last concert lasted under ten minutes and ended in a riot. His music was the aural equivalent of his stage show -- an amateurish, barely competent series of short blasts of loud violence on albums called Eat My Fuc , Freaks, Faggots, Drunks & Junkies , and the aptly titled America's Most Hated. Eventually, the consequences of Allin's onstage antics caught up to him and he spent several years in jail. Upon his release in 1993, Allin began touring again, but only for a couple of months; he died on June 28, 1993 in New York, leaving behind a recorded legacy that can only be called vile and repulsive
I fuckin hate Public Transporation! Having worked in Washington D.C and taking the Metro every day I hate it even more. I can't think of a more Orwellian experience than Public Tranporation --no talking--no eye contact--advertisements inflicted on a captive audience. And I always wind up next to the lady who has no idea how much coconut-strawberry perfume to use. Public Transportations is for Corporate Drones - Government Workers and College Educrats. In other words, the only people who *spend the whole freakin'day in one place* ! The rest of us actually have to move around during the day. The ability to move about freely as individuals is the probably most practical American freedom I can think of.