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And, of course, the name of the band member without a beard is...Frank Beard.

Come to Butt-head.

Everybody needs a hobby.

Are we sure he wasn’t leaving a Cars and Vodka event?

Yes, that would likely be true in 1962 when the song was written.

I never joke about my work, 007.

Two words you may have overheard which cannot possibly have any significance to you or anyone in your organization.

Or random tasks.

Man has climbed Mount Everest. Gone to the bottom of the ocean. He has fired rockets to the moon. Split the atom. Achieved miracles in every field of human endeavor ‑- except crime!

They totally need Eddy there to cut the ribbon for the grand opening.

That’s not a very noble thing to say.

Too bad they never made one for “The Wizard” Anthony Dilweg.

And meeting Jeb Bush for the same reason.

Was it in poor taste? Perhaps. Is he being a shithead about it? Absolutely.

I have facial hair, and my wife hates it. She teases me all the time. I laugh it off because life is too short.

Absolutely.

Listen, Betty, don’t start up with your “white zone” shit again.

Did she happen to fly over Macho Grande on the way to landing?

A couple of things I noticed. The “novice” really isn’t a novice. The instructor was asking her to do some things that she automatically did, so she has some basic familiarity with flying or the cockpit. For instance applying the brakes after landing.

Do you work where I work?