I once ate some jelly.
It were gud.
ACTUALLY, Its mark Hammel or perhaps Hammal… Its not that important
No no no, you’re thinking of the guy that makes all those little statuettes of kids. My great aunt has dozens of those Hammel figurines.
My wife used to have a whole slew of those Hammel figurines. Her husband took all of them in the divorce. Bastard.
Who’d of thunk it? Luke Skywalker being the inspiration for German bric-a-brac!
Damn, Max, I’d have gotten in there before you if this thing hadn’t unregistered me for no reason. 
FYI - He lives in Princeton, which is near there.
PLEASE! Do not take this little tidbit of info to mean that I am a West Va. resident! I most assuredly am not, and just for the record I’m not even mildly attracted to my sister.
Go Hokies!
My brother once vomited on Danny Kaye.
This is before he died.
Danny, not my brother.
My favorite celeb story (I have a few) is when Sissy Spacek was in line in front of me at a crunchy-granola store in Charlottesville, VA (she lived there; I went to grad school there). I didn’t want to disturb Ms. Spacek, because she was out shopping and probably didn’t want people fawning on her.
However, her toddler daughter was in the cart playing, and caught my eye. I made silly faces at her, and she was laughing and smiling and making cute-little-kid noises, and all the while Ms. Spacek never noticed. It was the littlest Spacek’s and my private little moment.