Posted on 08/20/2004 4:39:09 AM PDT by Tom D.
"That's happeh right there. Now that's not jest a few buttholes, that's a whole wheelbarra' o' them sumbitches"
The Homosexual Necrophiliacs was harsh, but funny.
That ain't right...Lord, I apologize for that right there...and be with the starvin' pygmies down 'nere in New Guinea, Amen.
"I don't know how many guys it woulda taken to throw me outa the bar that night . . . but I knew how many they were gonna use. Seemed like overkill."
That used to be my tagline!
Ron White has only been to Houston once since we found out about him . . . one night only, May 15, 2004 . . . and wouldn't ya know it, our entire crew was in Vegas watchin' Bacon Man and Hap get hitched.
I think it was the Boston Red Sox.
So we took off from the Flagstaff airport, hair care, and tire center..
About breaking up: "She says, 'Can't we be still like see each other once in a while and have lunch or see a movie? Just to be friends?' I said 'Yeah, friends, I think I know what you mean. I've become some kind of emotional tampon that you need four or five days a month when no one else will take your ------- bullshit. But we don't ----, right? Isn't that what friends is, we don't ----, right?'"
I installed a file on my home computer; now when I get mail, Larry's voice says, "Hey, you got mail ya sumbitch. I bet you're happier'n a busload of retards headed to Chuck E Cheese!" Almost busted a gut laughing the first time I heard it!
Sam ping!
Some memorable Kinison lines:
Joseph to Jesus (after Mary explains how she was conceived): "Yea, you better be the Son of God, little mister. And you better be the ONLY Son of God, if you know what I mean."
To Mary: "So, you say an Angel appeared to you. Did you get his ID?"
Joseph's co-workers, during lunch break: "So, Joseph, how's the Son of God? [snickers]." Joseph: "Shut up! Shut up!"
One night he appeared on Letterman. After punctuating a joke with a scream, he started chuckling to himself about his "trademark" screams. "Yeah... I can just picture myself in a coupla years..." and then continuing in a hoarse whisper..."Hello, I'm Sam Kinison. Aaa."
"He 'as one of them kind that you just know goes home and BEATS OFF while watchin' 'Roadhouse'. "
"I don't THINK so, SCOOTER."
My two favorite Kinnison routines is the one above. MOVE TO WHERE THE FOOD IS!!!! I use that today everytime I see a "SAVE THE CHILDREN" commercial and his cameo in Rodney Dangerfield's BACK TO SCHOOL.
Denis Leary rocks! From "No Cure For Cancer"......
"I take music pretty seriously. You see that scar on my wrist? You see that? You know where that's from? I heard the Beegees were getting back together again. I couldn't take it, okay! That was the only good thing about the 1980's. We got rid of one of the Beegees. One down, three to go. That's what I say, folks. Yeah! Here's ten bucks! Bring me the head of Barry Mantilow, alright? I wanna drink beer out of his empty head! I wanna have a Barry Mantilow skull keg party at my apartment, ok?! You write the songs, we'll drink the beer out of your head.
We live in a country, where John Lennon takes six bullets in the chest, Yoko Ono was standing right next to him and not one fucking bullet! Explain that to me! Explain that to me, God! Explain it to me, God! I want it! God! Jesus! Now we've got twenty-five more years. Yeah, I'm real fucking happy now, God. I'm wearing a huge happy hat, Jesus Christ! I mean Stevie Ray Vaughan is dead, and we can't get Jon Bon Jovi in a helicopter. Come on, folks. "Get on that helicopter John. Shut the fuck up and get on that helicopter! There's a hair dresser in there. Yeah, go ahead in there, yeah yeah."
I don't get it. You know, I just don't get it. I missed the fucking point some place. The boat left and I wasn't on the boat. Explain it to me. Heavy Metal bands on trial because kids commit suicide? What's that about? Judas Priest on trial because "my kid bought the record, and listened to the lyrics, ....." Well that's great! That sets a legal precedent. Does that mean I can sue Dan Folgerburg for making me into a pussy in the mid-70's. Is that possible, huh? Huh?! "Your honor, between him and James Taylor, I didn't get a blow job 'till I was 27 years old. I was in Colorado wearing hiking boots eating granola. I want some fucking money right now!"
Let me make sure I'm crystal clear on this issue, ok? Heavy Metal fans are buying Heavy Metal records, taking the records home, listening to the records and then blowing their heads off with shotguns? Where's the problem!? That's an unemployment solution right there, folks! It's called natural selection. It's the bottom of the food chain, ok? I say we put more messages on the records. "Kill the band, kill your parents, then yourself, ok!? Make sure you get your whole head in front of the shotgun. Thank you for calling! Thank you for calling!"
I'll tell you something else I don't get, ok? This whole thing, these bands going backwards, you know what I'm talking about? This whole nostalgia for the late 60's, early 70's that's happening right now. The Black Crowes wearing bell bottoms again? I don't fucking think so, ok! I wore them once, they sucked, I didn't get laid, I'm not wearing them again! Let me tell you something. We need a two and a half hour movie about the Doors? Folks, no we don't. I can sum it up for you in five seconds, ok. "I'm drunk. I'm nobody. I'm drunk. I'm famous. I'm drunk. I'm fucking dead." There's the whole movie, ok!? Big fat dead guy in a bath tub, there's your title for you.
And I also don't go for this other thing now, with MTV being so big where you get a band that gets a hit video, and all of the sudden they think that they're like icons and they can tell us how to feel about environmental issues and how to vote and stuff. You know what I'm talking about? Like R.E.M. "Shiny Happy People" "Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey! Pull that bus over to the side of the pretentiousness turnpike, alright!? I want everybody off the bus. I want the shiny people over here, and the happy people over here, ok! I represent angry gun-toting meat-eating fucking people, alright!" Sit down and shut the fuck up Michael! Don Henley's gonna tell me how to vote. I don't fucking think so, ok? I got two words for Don Henley, Joe Fucking Walsh, ok!? Thanks for calling, Don! How long's your pony tail now? Ok!
All these rock stars should've been killed, man. Every single God damned one of them. Right after Jon Lenin died, we should've gotten the Partridge Family bus and driven around and killed them all one by one, you know? Elvis Presley should have been shot in the head back in 1957. Somebody should've walked up behind Elvis in '57 with a 44 magnum, put the barrel of the gun right up to his brain stem and just pulled the trigger, so you can remember Elvis in a nice way. Wouldn't it be nice to remember Elvis thin, with a big head of hair? Maybe that gold lame gold lame gold lame suit. Wouldn't that be nice? Because how do you remember Elvis? You know how you remember Elvis. He was found in the toilet with his pants around his ankles and his big fat hairy sweaty king of rock and roll ass exposed to the world and his final piece of kingly evidence floating in the toilet behind him! Creepy! One of his aids had to walk in and go, "Damn, Elvis is dead. I'd better flush the toilet. Oh man I should've saved that! I coulda made some money off of that! Damn man! A ding dang do!"
Another Kinison fan here!
My of my favorite Kinison cameos was in the Christmas 'Married With Children' episode. Also, his cameo in Rodney Dangerfield's 'Back To School' was hilarious! He was also about the best regular guest that Howard Stern ever had on his show.
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