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George Noory Sucks! - The Definitive Compendium

Started by MV/Liberace!, April 06, 2008, 01:23:02 AM

Can Noory pronounce anything correctly?

No
No

Morgus

Quote from: Paper*Boy on February 13, 2012, 06:03:00 PM

Good luck to anyone Forcing me to listen to Ian Punnett.  Not gonna happen.  For all the reasons you've pointed out and more.
yeah - Ian sucks too.  :P

Ben Shockley

Quote from: VtaGeezer on February 13, 2012, 12:08:58 PM
Oh Please.  Art B made big money once C2C became a nationally syndicated radio show.  Then he hit the f'ing lotto beyond his wildest dreams when he cashed out to Premiere Radio! ...He ran a great radio program but don't bring his strange personal life into it...he's at least as far off the scale at the oddball end as Noory may be at the exhibitionist end.
Correct as usual, Geezer!  Art ran a great radio show (with occasional clunkers, grating moments, and in-our-face politics), but let's never get into a cult of "Saint Art."   He ain't quite worthy.

But I'll still listen to fineartstream.com  sooner than listen to any Noory show.


SnapT

Noory just told the story about how he walked out on a date with a beautiful girl because she hated animals.  AGAIN. 

And he just returned from the break calling himself "George NOORLY."

I think he's nervous around Marla, his dating expert guest.

Quote from: SnapT on February 14, 2012, 12:49:48 AM
Noory just told the story about how he walked out on a date with a beautiful girl because she hated animals.  AGAIN. 

And he just returned from the break calling himself "George NOORLY."

I think he's nervous around Marla, his dating expert guest.

I wonder if John Noorly gets a discount on his dates by giving her a couple segments on his informercial

valdez

Quote from: SnapT on February 14, 2012, 12:49:48 AM
And he just returned from the break calling himself "George NOORLY."

     I thought he said "Narley."  And being the cutting edge interviewer that he is, he also asked Marla Martenson, "Is the guy really suppose to pick up the tab?"  And even though consciousness guy, Stephan Schwartz had no personality, I'm beginning to think, with some exceptions, that there are no bad guest, just the disaster that is George "when did you first become interested in this?" Noory.

Martenson

BobGrau

Last night I deleted over 93gb of noory shows.
Today I could almost swear my laptop seems happier, healthier, a spring in it's step and a gleam in it's eye. The future somehow seems brighter.

Lovely Bones

Quote from: BobGrau on February 14, 2012, 06:06:12 AM
Last night I deleted over 93gb of noory shows.
Today I could almost swear my laptop seems happier, healthier, a spring in it's step and a gleam in it's eye. The future somehow seems brighter.

There's a virus removal tool for that. 

JohnnieB

Quote from: valdez on February 14, 2012, 06:03:44 AM

I thought he said "Narley."  And being the cutting edge interviewer that he is, he also asked Marla Martenson, "Is the guy really suppose to pick up the tab?"

Jesus Christ almighty. My 16 year old nephew knows to pick up the tab when he's on a date. This is...oh, I dunno...male mating common sense 101?

Noory is SUCH a freakin' ignorant asshole. YES, NOORY, the next time you pick up your trannie paid escort and head over to the Jack In The Box Drive-Thru on Wilshire Blvd, have your wallet out and ready to pay for those onion rings and shakes.

God, what a moron.

VtaGeezer

Sshwartz was one of those decisively bland  guests.  His shtick was generic "conciousness raising" fodder but he spoke ever so authoritatively about it!  The remote viewing test was a kick and I loved it when he didn't seem to even recognize Ed Dames' name when GN dropped it.

Morgus

Anyone else think that Noory's tale of dumping a gorgeous woman in the middle of a dinner date due to her telling him that she hated animals might be actually due to the woman telling him that because she knew that would cut the date short?
The real reason being she wanted out after seeing and talking to Noory in person...  8)

Also noted that Noory used the term "hate" again in that the woman hated animals, so he put her in his "hater" category like he puts us in.  :P

Quote from: Morgus on February 14, 2012, 03:34:00 PM
Anyone else think that Noory's tale of dumping a gorgeous woman in the middle of a dinner date due to her telling him that she hated animals might be actually due to the woman telling him that because she knew that would cut the date short?
The real reason being she wanted out after seeing and talking to Noory in person...  8)

Also noted that Noory used the term "hate" again in that the woman hated animals, so he put her in his "hater" category like he puts us in.  :P

Assume for a moment George is actually on a date - as soon as he found out she hated animals, wouldn't he then start telling her some of the sick and tragic animal stories he's culled for the news segment over the years?

b_dubb

I doubt many of us really HaTe Noory. We just hate the way he ruines Coast

Jasmine

Quote from: Morgus on February 14, 2012, 03:34:00 PM
Anyone else think that Noory's tale of dumping a gorgeous woman in the middle of a dinner date due to her telling him that she hated animals might be actually due to the woman telling him that because she knew that would cut the date short? The real reason being she wanted out after seeing and talking to Noory in person... 8)

Well, can't blame a woman for cutting a date with Noory short. I had my own method if a date wasn't panning out. I'd excuse myself and go to the bathroom, call a girlfriend and have her call me back on my cell fifteen minutes later after I returned to the table. The call would be a "family emergency"...hence my profuse apologies and rapid departure from the restaurant. Worked like a charm every time!

Quote from: Paper*Boy on February 14, 2012, 04:44:49 PM
Assume for a moment George is actually on a date - as soon as he found out she hated animals, wouldn't he then start telling her some of the sick and tragic animal stories he's culled for the news segment over the years?

We're all going to have to assume pretty damn hard...I just can't for the life of me picture Noory on a date with a woman...unless she's a feral female from the Ozarks...or a fembot from New Jersey.

Upcoming on C2C - from the site: Best selling author, Catherine Lanigan, is famous for writing Romancing the Stone and Jewel of the Nile, but her latest work involves supernatural journeys and extraordinary divine interventions including true stories of angelic forces that have saved lives and set people on incredible paths they never could have imagined.

Interesting topic, I must say. But one must wonder at what demonic forces set George on the Premiere Radio path...one a plethora of discerning and intelligent listeners never could have imagined.  ;D


Jasmine

Quote from: NefariousBanana on February 14, 2012, 06:13:56 PM
/sp/ Talks to Coast to Coast AM 5/21/2011: Kevin in Lawrence, Kansas

4chan trolls Georgie.  I lol'd hard.  If you don't go on to /sp/, you wouldn't get it.

NefariousBanana...bless you for posting that link...bless you and praise you and the man they call Jesus. I wept listening to that, and fell to my knees praising the lord our saviour. The Rapture is coming...I need to prepare...I need to exfoliate, moisturize, and get my hair done...I need to get out my old PTL Club tapes and listen to Jim and Tammy Faye Baker...with her industrial mascara.

LOL at Noory saying to this guy Kevin - after his initial rant "And I want you, because you seem to have some sense, more than a lot of people we've talked to about this..I want you to tell me this from your heart..."

Lawd have mercy.





Jasmine

Well, seeing as how Georgie believes in the end times ("Sumpthin's gonna happen! Jesus KNOWS IT! Satan knows it! And Billy Mumy and me knows it, too!"), and how many of the loon callers go on about the rapture thing, here's good old Blondie (not me, her) to sum it all up for us.

C2C bumper tune for the religiously inclined:

Blondie - 'Rapture'
Blondie - Rapture HD


Quote from: Jasmine on February 14, 2012, 06:42:24 PM
NefariousBanana...bless you for posting that link...bless you and praise you and the man they call Jesus. I wept listening to that, and fell to my knees praising the lord our saviour. The Rapture is coming...I need to prepare...I need to exfoliate, moisturize, and get my hair done...I need to get out my old PTL Club tapes and listen to Jim and Tammy Faye Baker...with her industrial mascara.

LOL at Noory saying to this guy Kevin - after his initial rant "And I want you, because you seem to have some sense, more than a lot of people we've talked to about this..I want you to tell me this from your heart..."

Lawd have mercy.

In case you didn't know, the whole call consists of memes from the /sp/ board on 4chan.

>implying we're not all going to heaven
- Reverend Costanza JPEG

Citizen5510

What really bugs me is that Snoory got to step into a built in audience of millions and each night he whittles away at C2C destroying it..he couldn't care less about it all of the hard work and great programming Art gave us...makes me angry actually, I cancelled my sub to C2C and emailed them haha they even emailed me back and Said they were going to fwd my email to premier, Who knows I bet they tell all the ladies that. Cit

SnapT

Noory has literally spent the last twenty minutes on air bragging about how he helps hard luck cases by throwing around his money and then gets annoyed when they take too long to pay it back in full. 

Bragging apparently in order to impress the author of the NOVELIZATION of ROMANCING THE STONE.

Sardondi

Quote from: Morgus on February 14, 2012, 03:34:00 PM
Anyone else think that Noory's tale of dumping a gorgeous woman in the middle of a dinner date due to her telling him that she hated animals might be actually due to the woman telling him that because she knew that would cut the date short?
The real reason being she wanted out after seeing and talking to Noory in person...  8)

Also noted that Noory used the term "hate" again in that the woman hated animals, so he put her in his "hater" category like he puts us in.  :P


                                            GEORGE DATES THE ANIMAL HATER
                                                           A one-act play
                                                   

Scene: a restaurant in St. Louis, "Eddie Hinklestein's House of Meat"
A middle-aged man with a black moustache, call him "George", is sitting at a small table with an unnamed woman who stares intently into her menu -

George: So that was some movie, huh?

Woman: Yeah.

G: That Harry Potter is something, isn't he?

W: Well, my 13-year-old niece seems to think so.
(Internally:Oh, Jesus, are you kidding me?!)

G: Have you ever wished you were a witch? I mean a White Witch, a good one. Not one of the evil ones that put spells on people for revenge and like tortures them all their lives. I'm sure you could never do that, you're much too sweet (smiles hugely at the woman, who buries herself deeper in her menu)

W: You're nice to say that.
(Please, God, send a tornado, a lightning strike, even a robber. Just get me out!)

G: So what powers would you want as a witch?

Woman: Well, I, uh, really hadn't thought about it all that much.
(A witch? What am I? Ten?! Oh God, please get me out of here!)

Waiter approaches table -
G: I think I'll have a Merlot. How about you?
(A Merlot - yeah, that's classy!)

W: Johnny Walker Red, double, straight up.
(I want it NOW!)

G: So, it was pretty nice of my daughter to fix us up like this, huh?

Woman: Uh, yeah.
(Oh I swear to God I will kill that bitch for doing this to me. I don't care if it's her father, I will get even.)

G: Yeah, she does things like that because she knows with my crazy schedule it's hard for me to meet women.
(That's the way to set it up, Georgie Boy - it's Celebrity Time!)

W. Your schedule is difficult?
(Why the hell did this have to be the night that my schedule and his meshed?)

G: Well, you know, because of the show.
(Is this bimbo an idiot?)

W: Uh....what show?
(Please, God, don't let him do some internet radio show selling sex toys...) 

G: CoasttoCoastAm? You've heard of it, right? It comes on around midnight 4 hours every night, 7 nights a week, 52 weeks a year? On more than 500 stations all over the US, heck, the world. I'm the host - you've heard of me, right? George Noory?
(What is wrong with you, you stupid bitch? Do you live under a rock?!)

W: I...I'm, uh, sorry - I've just never heard of the show...or...you. It's yours? Is it like, political talk and current affairs?
(Hmmm. Host of a big radio show? Maybe he's not as stupid as he looks and talks...)

G: Well, sort of. We do that. But we also do the unusual too. UFOs, paranormal, alien abductions, astral projection, communication with ghosts, remote viewing, alien/human breeding projects, past lives, ancient prehistoric civilizations that built the pyramids and atomic bombs too, that kind of stuff.
(That got her Georgie Boy! You're in there, man!)

W: Wow, that's, uh, something. (To passing waiter) Hit me again, buddy.
(Oh shit, shit, shit! Another jackpot. Why do I do this? I tell myself I'm never gonna get fixed up again, but then she tells me, "Oh, you'll love my Dad, he's so sweet...and handsome!" Bullshit. And like an idiot....)

G: Maybe you can even come by and see me work some night. You know, as my special VIP guest. Tonight would be good - we're doing a show on pets whose deceased owners have entered into their bodies. We're gonna have several widows and widowers at the studio with their dogs and cats which they swear now carry the spirits of their deceased spouses. It should be fun. Wanna come to the show with me after we eat?
(Oh, Georgie you are on fire tonight! Mr. Smooth!)

W: Uh, I am terribly, terribly allergic to any kind of animal dandruff. If I even get in the same room with dogs or cats my face swells up and I start choking. I hate being around them, knowing that I could die from being near them. So I'm afraid that's not a very good idea. In fact, I, uh, sort of feel like that right now, like an animal is near us, and that I'm about to choke. I'm sorry, but I need to go. Sorry. (Woman suddenly gets up and runs out of House of Meat)
(I know that was horribly obvious and only an idiot could believe my stupid story. But I don't care - I had to get away! And now, FRRRREEEEEEDOOOOOOOMMMM!)

G: Well, we can...if you...but...wha...? Well I'll be damned. Gone. What is it with these first dates who run out of the restaurant? What crazy kind of luck is that? Sometimes it's women who tell me they have a deadly psychic fear of the name "George". Or they can't be around anyone who has an aunt named "Shafica" or "Karagulla". Or they're committed to the idea that coincidences are all around us, and can't be around anyone who says there's no such thing. And now here's another deadly animal allergy. But I could tell she was really just a hater. Yep, an animal hater. Good thing I had the intelligence to see the real her, and the strength of character to kick her out. I just had no idea there were so many of them out there.

You know, I bet my fans would love to hear how I dumped the animal hater...


valdez

     I like David Blume, and I'm always interested in what he has to say.  Catherine Lanigan on angels.  Besides quack medicine, and doom, this is Noory's big subject, this is his passion, this "angels" thing.  Yet he still hits the same walls.  He can't get beyond the ask question/get answer/move on/third grade level interview.  Pathetic. 

stevesh

Quote from: valdez on February 15, 2012, 05:39:02 AM
     I like David Blume, and I'm always interested in what he has to say.  Catherine Lanigan on angels.  Besides quack medicine, and doom, this is Noory's big subject, this is his passion, this "angels" thing.  Yet he still hits the same walls.  He can't get beyond the ask question/get answer/move on/third grade level interview.  Pathetic.

I like Blume, too, and enjoy hearing him debunk the whole 'Oh, noes, if we make ethanol with corn, the whole world will starve!' bullshit.

The 'interview' with Ms. Lanigan started out with an hour about movies and SG's starstruckedness, then two hours mostly about Simple George's life and Ms. Lanigan's family troubles. Very little about angels, which is fine with me, but last night the alternative was even more boring.

stevesh

Quote from: Sardondi on February 15, 2012, 04:52:30 AM
           

                                            GEORGE DATES THE ANIMAL HATER
                                                           A one-act play
                                                   

Scene: a restaurant in St. Louis, "Eddie Hinklestein's House of Meat"
A middle-aged man with a black moustache, call him "George", is sitting at a small table with an unnamed woman who stares intently into her menu -

George: So that was some movie, huh?

Woman: Yeah.

G: That Harry Potter is something, isn't he?

W: Well, my 13-year-old niece seems to think so.
(Internally:Oh, Jesus, are you kidding me?!)

G: Have you ever wished you were a witch? I mean a White Witch, a good one. Not one of the evil ones that put spells on people for revenge and like tortures them all their lives. I'm sure you could never do that, you're much too sweet (smiles hugely at the woman, who buries herself deeper in her menu)

W: You're nice to say that.
(Please, God, send a tornado, a lightning strike, even a robber. Just get me out!)

G: So what powers would you want as a witch?

Woman: Well, I, uh, really hadn't thought about it all that much.
(A witch? What am I? Ten?! Oh God, please get me out of here!)

Waiter approaches table -
G: I think I'll have a Merlot. How about you?
(A Merlot - yeah, that's classy!)

W: Johnny Walker Red, double, straight up.
(I want it NOW!)

G: So, it was pretty nice of my daughter to fix us up like this, huh?

Woman: Uh, yeah.
(Oh I swear to God I will kill that bitch for doing this to me. I don't care if it's her father, I will get even.)

G: Yeah, she does things like that because she knows with my crazy schedule it's hard for me to meet women.
(That's the way to set it up, Georgie Boy - it's Celebrity Time!)

W. Your schedule is difficult?
(Why the hell did this have to be the night that my schedule and his meshed?)

G: Well, you know, because of the show.
(Is this bimbo an idiot?)

W: Uh....what show?
(Please, God, don't let him do some internet radio show selling sex toys...) 

G: CoasttoCoastAm? You've heard of it, right? It comes on around midnight 4 hours every night, 7 nights a week, 52 weeks a year? On more than 500 stations all over the US, heck, the world. I'm the host - you've heard of me, right? George Noory?
(What is wrong with you, you stupid bitch? Do you live under a rock?!)

W: I...I'm, uh, sorry - I've just never heard of the show...or...you. It's yours? Is it like, political talk and current affairs?
(Hmmm. Host of a big radio show? Maybe he's not as stupid as he looks and talks...)

G: Well, sort of. We do that. But we also do the unusual too. UFOs, paranormal, alien abductions, astral projection, communication with ghosts, remote viewing, alien/human breeding projects, past lives, ancient prehistoric civilizations that built the pyramids and atomic bombs too, that kind of stuff.
(That got her Georgie Boy! You're in there, man!)

W: Wow, that's, uh, something. (To passing waiter) Hit me again, buddy.
(Oh shit, shit, shit! Another jackpot. Why do I do this? I tell myself I'm never gonna get fixed up again, but then she tells me, "Oh, you'll love my Dad, he's so sweet...and handsome!" Bullshit. And like an idiot....)

G: Maybe you can even come by and see me work some night. You know, as my special VIP guest. Tonight would be good - we're doing a show on pets whose deceased owners have entered into their bodies. We're gonna have several widows and widowers at the studio with their dogs and cats which they swear now carry the spirits of their deceased spouses. It should be fun. Wanna come to the show with me after we eat?
(Oh, Georgie you are on fire tonight! Mr. Smooth!)

W: Uh, I am terribly, terribly allergic to any kind of animal dandruff. If I even get in the same room with dogs or cats my face swells up and I start choking. I hate being around them, knowing that I could die from being near them. So I'm afraid that's not a very good idea. In fact, I, uh, sort of feel like that right now, like an animal is near us, and that I'm about to choke. I'm sorry, but I need to go. Sorry. (Woman suddenly gets up and runs out of House of Meat)
(I know that was horribly obvious and only an idiot could believe my stupid story. But I don't care - I had to get away! And now, FRRRREEEEEEDOOOOOOOMMMM!)

G: Well, we can...if you...but...wha...? Well I'll be damned. Gone. What is it with these first dates who run out of the restaurant? What crazy kind of luck is that? Sometimes it's women who tell me they have a deadly psychic fear of the name "George". Or they can't be around anyone who has an aunt named "Shafica" or "Karagulla". Or they're committed to the idea that coincidences are all around us, and can't be around anyone who says there's no such thing. And now here's another deadly animal allergy. But I could tell she was really just a hater. Yep, an animal hater. Good thing I had the intelligence to see the real her, and the strength of character to kick her out. I just had no idea there were so many of them out there.

You know, I bet my fans would love to hear how I dumped the animal hater...

Perfect, and I have no doubt that it went exactly like that.

JohnnieB

Quote from: Jasmine on February 14, 2012, 05:50:05 PM
Well, can't blame a woman for cutting a date with Noory short. I had my own method if a date wasn't panning out. I'd excuse myself and go to the bathroom, call a girlfriend and have her call me back on my cell fifteen minutes later after I returned to the table. The call would be a "family emergency"...hence my profuse apologies and rapid departure from the restaurant. Worked like a charm every time!

Jasmine, that is the exact same trickery method my girlfriend used on dates she couldn't handle...although...she didn't use it on me...she knew a winner when she met one!  ;)

Quote from: Sardondi on February 15, 2012, 04:52:30 AM
           

                                            GEORGE DATES THE ANIMAL HATER
                                                           A one-act play
                                                   

Scene: a restaurant in St. Louis, "Eddie Hinklestein's House of Meat"
A middle-aged man with a black moustache, call him "George", is sitting at a small table with an unnamed woman who stares intently into her menu -

George: So that was some movie, huh?

Woman: Yeah.

G: That Harry Potter is something, isn't he?

W: Well, my 13-year-old niece seems to think so.
(Internally:Oh, Jesus, are you kidding me?!)

G: Have you ever wished you were a witch? I mean a White Witch, a good one. Not one of the evil ones that put spells on people for revenge and like tortures them all their lives. I'm sure you could never do that, you're much too sweet (smiles hugely at the woman, who buries herself deeper in her menu)

...and so on.

Sardondi, kudos to you and your playwright talent...although I must say I don't know what's more frightening - this scene actually being played out, or the time you expended writing this scene!  ;)

Good stuff.

Quote from: SnapT on February 15, 2012, 02:11:54 AM
Noory has literally spent the last twenty minutes on air bragging about how he helps hard luck cases by throwing around his money and then gets annoyed when they take too long to pay it back in full. 

Noory's a simpleton who has no tact or class, none whatsoever. It's people like George...those who grab a bullhorn and loudly announce to the world their plethora of good deeds...who are the true toilets of humanity. Yes, George, I'm calling you for what you are...a toilet.







bmd88

Quote from: SnapT on February 15, 2012, 02:11:54 AM
Noory has literally spent the last twenty minutes on air bragging about how he helps hard luck cases by throwing around his money and then gets annoyed when they take too long to pay it back in full. 

Bragging apparently in order to impress the author of the NOVELIZATION of ROMANCING THE STONE.

Midway through the afternoon yesterday, I decided to check C2C's site and see what topics Snoory was entertaining in upcoming shows.  When I saw the description of last night's show, I thought, okay, I will give it a try.  Perhaps the guest will rectify anything George spews out.  Maybe he will be absolutely silent and she will surprise me with some good listening?

It was around 2am, I believe, and, as I usually am, in a stupor between being half asleep and half-assed awake.  As soon as I pop in my earbuds I hear George blowing hot air about his superior generosity and how "we must help people".   This went on for literally a half an hour.  I was struck, like you, by how he bragged of helping someone financially in a tough spot, only to admit that he was pissed off and expected the guy to return the money and confronted him about it.  He said it was about 2 years and the guy still hadn't paid back $1800 of the $2000 he "loaned".  BUT, he knew the guy was still in a horrible financial situation.  But he still asked for the money back.  Real generous, George!  "I'm willing to help people..... but only if they pay me back.... in a timely manner..... oh, unless it's family".  What a jackass.  I wouldn't be surprised if he'd charge family interest.

Anyway, i fell asleep after that.  Never got to hear a word about the night's topic.  I totally forgot I had even listened to it last night until I read your post and it sparked my memory.

Lovely Bones

Last night's show was about angels?

I thought it was a "meet and greet" phone call the Valentine's Eve matchmaker lady had set up between Snoory and Lanigan. 

She must have been mightily impressed. 

Me, not so much. 

Sardondi

Quote from: JohnnieB on February 15, 2012, 08:26:09 AM...Sardondi, kudos to you and your playwright talent...although I must say I don't know what's more frightening - this scene actually being played out, or the time you expended writing this scene!...

Yeah, the things that make you go "huh?": spending gobs of just-before-dawn time on an elaborate set-up that delivers a modest payoff.

But that's the curse of insomnia...and it's still less likely to involve police and/or semi-psychotic women than most other activities I've found myself engaged in at such a ridiculous hour.

George has claimed to have had at least one other date.  An elaborate story about why she was in his bedroom before they even went out - something in the main bathroom wasn't working (Tommy stuffed up the toilet again?) so she had to use the one off the master bedroom.  As she was passing through the bedroom she found the dissection kit George kept from high school biology class spread out on his bed.  George had earlier used that to remove a splinter.  She screamed, ran down the stairs, past George, and out the door (a true gentleman, George had remained downstairs). 

George's personal stories never quite ring true, yet manage to make George seem awful creepy.  For this one to be true, for the lady to have been there before they had gone out, she'd have had to be the one driving and picking up George.



I for one would like to hear more of his dating experiences.

Jasmine

Quote from: JohnnieB on February 15, 2012, 08:26:09 AM
Jasmine, that is the exact same trickery method my girlfriend used on dates she couldn't handle...although...she didn't use it on me...she knew a winner when she met one!  ;)

Oh, JohnnieB, if only you and the other guys knew what we dames schemed at and pulled off in order to emerge from the dating jungle alive!

Quote from: Paper*Boy on February 15, 2012, 02:05:54 PM
George has claimed to have had at least one other date.

Blow up dolls and sitting by your mother's bedside in the Emergency ward don't count.

Quote from: Paper*Boy on February 15, 2012, 02:05:54 PM
George's personal stories never quite ring true, yet manage to make George seem awful creepy.  For this one to be true, for the lady to have been there before they had gone out, she'd have had to be the one driving and picking up George. I for one would like to hear more of his dating experiences.

I for two would like to hear more, too...but only if I'm armed with plenty of Chilean red wine to get me through the tales with half a mind.

Quote from: Sardondi on February 15, 2012, 01:36:46 PM
Yeah, the things that make you go "huh?": spending gobs of just-before-dawn time on an elaborate set-up that delivers a modest payoff.

Uh huh...like those long empty nights, long ago, spent making love, for lack of a better term, with my ex-boyfriend, Fang from Frisco. *Snort* I remember it all so clearly now...yeah...it's all coming back to me.


Quote from: Sardondi on February 15, 2012, 01:36:46 PM
But that's the curse of insomnia...and it's still less likely to involve police and/or semi-psychotic women than most other activities I've found myself engaged in at such a ridiculous hour.

Cops and crazy dames, huh? You know, I once had a horrible drug-induced nightmare in the hospital that involved Starsky & Hutch, Karl Malden, Rice a Roni, and the female cast from the 1965 flick 'Faster, Pussycat! Kill! Kill!'

Sardondi, keep your testosterone levels normal and STAY away from crazed dames like these ones! We'll just refer to the following clip as a very bad 'Twilight Zone' episode that Georgie Noory can incorrectly quote and incongruously insert within the framework of one of his warped and f'd up interviews:

Clip from 'Faster, Pussycat! Kill! Kill!'
Faster, Pussycat! Kill! Kill! 1965






fysisist

Quote from: Paper*Boy on February 15, 2012, 02:05:54 PM
I for one would like to hear more of his dating experiences.

If those are his dating experience stories, I wonder what his marriage stories are about?  He has a couple kids I think, so he supposedly was married.  One can only imagine...

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