R.I.P., Gunny Ermey.
Gay rights lawyer David Buckel goes up in flames (literally) at 40 pts.
I have seen mixed things that it is true and that it is a hoax. If its true, Semper Fi, Mac. You done good as an actor and as a Marine.
If its a hoax – Who the fuck said that? Who is the slimy little Communist shit-twinkle-toes-cock-sucker who just signed his own death warrant? I will give you three seconds, exactly three fucking seconds, to wipe that stupid grin off your face, or I will gouge out your eyeballs and skull-fuck you!
Snopes confirms.
Dammit.
G-d just dropped and gave him fifty.
According to our excellent Death Shroom’s inventory here, six players have her on their lists.
In the spirit of Private Joker (my “go-to” avatar), and in honor of R. Lee Emrey,
it is the Death Shroom’s duty to inform the Firefly that he is correct, and six people have chosen Mrs. Bush to leave the planet, sir!
Did anyone on either list have Gunny?
Yeah – I could look – but its Monday, I’m lazy, and working a double.
Jean Marzolla, author of the I Spy books, has passed away at the age of 75.
In honor of his last request, at the funeral his head was removed, and mourners took turns shitting down his neck.
Regards,
Shodan
Harry Anderson of Night Court has been found dead in his home.
Dammit, I always wanted to meet him. According to local legend he had a stuffed (as in taxidermied) polar bear on his front porch.
This is so sad. I was half in love with his Harry Stone character. :(:(
Sad. One of the best sitcoms of all times.
This one hits me in a little corner of my soul that was previously only occupied by John Ritter.
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Hal Greer, the Hall of Fame guard with the dazzling jump shot who helped take the Philadelphia 76ers to the 1967 N.B.A. championship, died on Saturday night in Arizona. He was 81.
The 76ers announced his death on the team’s website but did not specify the cause or say where in Arizona he died.
I met him once a couple ages ago. That man was so good at slight-of-hand that he could get your watch off your arm even if you knew he was going to do it. For that close-up stuff he really was a talent.
Wait, wait, don’t tell me that Karl Casell has died.
Dammit.
I liked him on Wait, Wait, Don’t Tell Me.
I remember him from regular news broadcasts, which I think was before even Morning Edition.