That's just the winter coat. In the spring, he sheds, and it gets everywhere.

Sounds like somebody joined the Kiss Navy.

Or Snagglepuss, and it makes me weep with laughter every-fucking-time. Greg Proops has a great Ace Frehly "BRUSH!" story and several bits on the submoronic stage banter on his podcast.

"Oh, boy, pizza!" 72 fucking takes.

Gorsh, Mr. LeMarr, you use your tongue purtier than a twenty-dollar whore!

Happy birthday, BK!

Happy birthday!

Hell, I yell that when we get a good parking place, these days.

I love the stuff, and everyone I know thinks I'm crazy.

Don't go rubbing any odd-looking bottles.

[boats produce inexplicable jet airplane noises]

A case can be made that Richard was a bigger dick.

Here'th hoping you thoroughly enjoy your excurthion, Thir!

I want to read that. I'll add it to the list.

It brings Gaspode, Ridcully and Ponder Stibbons in to the series, though.

"Just look at that door. Bode, Bode, Bode. This is Miffic, with extra Miff!"

You poor, poor bastard.

I couldn't get in to Yiddish Policemen's Union.

That's because it's not very good. Wonder Boys and The Adventures of Cavalier and Clay are the best of his I've read.

I just tell myself Travels With Charlie was his last book and stick with the lie.