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We were discussing the (then-)upcoming Daytona 500 last week, when one of my friends (not really a NASCAR fan) said that there hadn't been a fatal accident since Dale Earnhardt t-boned the wall at Daytona in 2001. Another friend (also not a NASCAR fan) replied:

Of course not. He caused all of them!


No, He's Not Bitter. He's Just A Horndog.

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In hour 2 of Friday's Bob & Tom show, Paul and Storm had just finished playing Your Love Is, a sendup of sappy love songs. Let's pick up the action...

TOM GRISWOLD: That's just beautiful. That just takes the piss out of every love song. "Butterflies in the summer..." BOOM!

KRISTI LEE: Come on, don't you have one romantic bone in your body?

TOM: Yeah, you want it?


One of the weirdnesses about the whole Barry Bonds saga is that BALCO founder Victor Conte used to be the bassist for soul band Tower of Power.

On Bob & Tom yesterday, Bill Scheft (head writer for Letterman) said

...but when he first joined the group, they were known as 'Tower of Singles Hitters.'


You Can't Handle The Ted!

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Last year, I wrote about Ted Nugent's appearance on Bob & Tom, where he discussed his USO trip to Fallujah with Toby Keith. Well, Uncle Ted's back in the news again; this time, he did an interview for (London's) The Independent. Why is this significant? Here's one reason:

He rarely gives interviews to the British press; the last time he did, some years ago, he managed what is possibly the most extraordinary achievement of his remarkable career - proving too right-wing for the Daily Telegraph.

Ted is quotable as always, as evidenced by

"And I visited Saddam Hussein's master war room. It was a glorious moment. It looked like something out of Star Wars. I saw his gold toilet. I shit in his bidet."
This was the night, Nugent recalls, when he received "the pivotal confirmation of my musical touch and my life overall. The mighty funk brother God of Thunder [Benny Benjamin, drummer for Motown house band The Funk Brothers] told me: 'Boy, keep playing like that and you'z gonna be a [deleted - starts with 'n'] when ya grows up.'"
He mounts an interesting defence of English foxhunting. "So, they're pompous little prima donnas. So what? I say, go wild. Fox hunting may not be weird enough. Get the kings and the princes. Abolish royalty, rather than criticise some broker from Surrey who likes dressing up like a prick."
"You wrote a song called 'Dog Eat Dog'. You see the world like that. But we're not dogs - that's the trouble."

"Remember the movie Old Yeller? Everybody loved him. He brought us our slippers. We gave him cookies. But when Old Yeller gets rabies, you shoot him in the fucking head. It's that simple."
but the remark that caused me to snarf on my beer was this one:
"What do these deer think when they see you coming?" I ask him. "Here comes the nice guy who puts out our dinner? Or, there's the man that shot my brother?"

"I don't think they're capable of either of those thoughts, you Limey asshole. They're only interested in three things: the best place to eat, having sex and how quickly they can run away. Much like the French."

[H/T LGF who was tipped off by Memefirst]


So after the Freedom game (about which more later, sadly), we had Rico and several of his friends over (including Clay Aiken and Keri Russell, or at least their stand-ins) for a low-key garage gathering. Along the way, not all the introductions had been made, as evidenced by the fact that eventually one of his friends asked me if I knew where the bathroom was.

I wish I had a picture of the look on her face when I replied, "I sure hope so; it's my house."

Comedian Brian Posehn (you may know him from such roles as creepy mailguy Kevin on Just Shoot Me or Cousin Larry on Kim Possible) scores Remark of the Day for last Thursday's Bob & Tom show with this one:

I know how to make nerds mad, because I'm a nerd, and it's by getting their obsession wrong. So these guys are waiting for the Star Wars movie, and I would pull up and go "Star Trek sucks!"

And then I realize that I automatically correct anyone who erroneously refers to one of my favorite hobbies as "frisbee golf:"

"No, it's disc golf. 'Frisbee' is just a brand name. It'd be like calling that little game you play with the ball and the sticks 'Titleist golf.'"
But I always knew I was a nerd anyway, so it's all good.


Monday on Bob & Tom, there was a report of a Baby Jessica sighting. Guess what? Girl's all growed up now and done got herself hitched:

KRISTI LEE: Do you remember the dramatic rescue of Baby Jessica when she fell down the well, remember, she was eighteen months old?


KRISTI LEE: Believe it or not, Baby Jessica is a baby no longer; she was married over the weekend.

BOB KEVOIAN: No kidding?

KRISTI LEE: She is now nineteen years old, and she apparently tied the knot Saturday at a rural church outside Midland, Texas. She's nineteen; her husband, 32-year-old Daniel Morales.
She's nineteen; he's 32. Today is White Trash Wednesday. Total coincidence, I assure you. But here's the line that knocked me off the elliptical machine (the timing was good; had it happened ten minutes earlier, I would have dropped a barbell on my head):
CHICK MCGEE: I bet they're on city water.

Of course, this being Bob & Tom, they proceeded to beat all the funny out of that line over the next hour and a half.


So How Do You Say 'Catch-22' In Malay, Anyway?


Dymphna of Gates of Vienna (a most excellently-named blog) scores Remark of the Day in this post about a Malaysian woman being denied in her attempt to change her name to reflect her renunciation of Islam. Here's the setup:

The court based its decision on the fact that Ms. Joy’s renunciation of Islam for Christianity had no bearing on the matter of identity. Furthermore, according to the same justices, she had no permission from the Shari’a court to make such a decision about who she is. This particular part of their fine print is most pointedly a farce, considering that any appeal to a Shari'a court to remove herself from the rolls of Islam is sufficient cause to have her killed as an apostate.
And here's the punch line:
These folks were dreamed up by Kafka and bequeathed to us when he died.

Which Came First, The Chicken Or Catherine The Great?

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Last week on Bob & Tom, they had the story of the world's largest chicken egg, something like 8 inches in circumference and 6 ounces in weight. Somebody asked how they could find which chicken laid that egg.

Tom said "You go to the coop and you look for the chicken that's walking like Catherine the Great on Derby Day."

So Did The Picture Of Dorian Gray Finally Break?

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Unremembered fellow partier at New Year's Eve party: "Why is Regis doing the New Year's Eve show?"

Me: "Because 'Dick Clark's Droolin' New Year's Eve' would be a ratings disaster."


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