Guys, I have a confession to make — I balled my eyes out at the end of No Time to Die. Now, keep in mind, I had just learned that one of my closest friends had just entered hospice (and is now gone), only 50 years old. So I was “already there,” you know? But I had to scoot my wife out of the theater quickly so no one…

What the Hell movie was this because I want the names of everyone who thought this would work

Craig is still doing nothing to quash my incredible man-crush on him.  And hey, we got Skyfall out of it, so not bad.  (I’m not mentioning Spectre.)

Anyone with half a brain should have known the Beanie Baby bubble was going to burst. Now excuse me while I take out a loan so I can convert it to Ethereum that I can use to buy a Betty White Memorial Bored Ape NFT.

Yeah, no. You can’t just go jack an idea, fill it up with ads and a $29.99 annual fee like that. 

Gosh you sure seem to.

I bumped into Marty Scorsese, I says to him “Marty, Bob Saget’s directing a movie!” The man grabbed his chest!

His new gig: Voiceover/narrator on How I Met My Maker.

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You guessed it....

Well Bob if there’s a sign that says “gentleman” on the Pearly Gate, you go ahead and ignore that and proceed in.

As long as you’re shameless about it, I’ll allow it. Much like how Bob Saget was shameless about raping and killing a girl in 1990.

Relax, public shamers. It’s from Bob Saget’s roast, and Gilbert Gottfried gives him both barrels.

Well, he was in a hotel room in Florida because he was performing a couple of shows there. That doesn’t rule out the typical celebrity sudden-death causes, nor does the sheriff department’s tweet about not seeing any signs of drug use, but I think it does mean we don’t have to jump to that conclusion.

FWIW, the sheriff’s office tweeted out that no signs of drug use or foul play were immediately apparent.

So will crack. Well, for a little while.

He’s sucking dick for crack in Heaven now.

“Bob was the first comedian that I ever saw perform, when I was a boy, live, and I loved him. But one thing that bonds us as comedians is we’re bitter, and jealous, and we hate everyone else that has any success. But Bob, honestly, has never had an unkind word for anybody, and I love him, and I hope everyone else…

It’s sad that I’m relieved when it appears someone is just an unrepentant asshole and not a sexual abuser.

This clown probably thinks his antics were OK because George Segal got to do an episode of Larry Sanders where he took off his pants on live TV. What a maroon.