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Jun 23, 2008 03:40

Just read the extremely sad news that comedy giant George Carlin died last night of heart failure at age 71. To honor him, I offer you his most famous work, "Seven Words You Can't Say On Television"

I love words. I thank you for hearing my words.
I want to tell you something about words that I think is important.
They're my work, they're my play, they ( Read more... )

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antlers2 June 23 2008, 12:58:22 UTC
I used to play his 45 of that routine when I did college radio. Wish I still had a copy - the "clean" side bleeped the actual words by playing them backwards. Hilarious, and kept no one from actually not realizing what he was saying.

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potch1214 June 23 2008, 14:33:12 UTC
Cool!

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mcpino June 23 2008, 14:06:40 UTC
"ClEmente."

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potch1214 June 23 2008, 14:32:56 UTC
Damn, thought I caught all the spelling errors from where I copied it from. Good catch!

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mcpino June 23 2008, 15:41:10 UTC
Oh, there's others, but being a Clemente fan...

Not to be a noodge or nothin'.

Also, not to detract from Carlin's passing.

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potch1214 June 23 2008, 19:17:57 UTC
Are you kidding, George himself would have corrected the spelling. He didn't suffer idiots kindly.

8^)

I just called myself an idiot.

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thatthingido June 23 2008, 17:09:06 UTC
The world lost an icon. Heart attack at 71 is a decent way to go. He had quite a life.

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potch1214 June 23 2008, 19:16:55 UTC
No doubt.

How's things in the Great White North?

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thatthingido June 26 2008, 12:35:53 UTC
Not so white, but still great.
How are things in Jersey?

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potch1214 June 26 2008, 13:53:48 UTC
Not so new, but it's still Jersey...

HaHA!

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potch1214 June 23 2008, 19:16:20 UTC
Sorry to be the bearer of bad news.

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barkeyhead June 24 2008, 18:59:53 UTC
My father was a friend of his. When George was in the area he would stay at the Marriott where my dad works at the pool. He would come down and hang with my dad for hours. He left tickets for me last year when he played at the new jersey state theater. I went alone since he only left 1 damn ticket. ( I still think that was one of his kind of jokes) I'm glad I did. He was a little off that night but that's still like watching Babe Ruth only hit 2 home runs and a triple.

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