I had a painful realization yesterday while looking over a day calendar full of George Carlin's one-liner aphorisms: Mr. Carlin, who used to strike me as a fairly funny guy when I was 14, is in fact not funny at all. Each date contained an entry more groan-worthy than the last, and the nadir (beyond which I could read no more) was reached on November 16th: "In the future there will not be any doctors or medicines and people will be in pain all of the time." I couldn't tell where the bad comedy ended and the creepy, gnomic prophecy began. Or maybe it's one of those not-funny-so-it's-funny Andy Kauffman things. Anyway, when you arrive for the wedding, do know that the town of Carlinville has no affiliation whatsoever with this bitter hack of a funnyman, and do avoid the day calendar if you want to continue holding George--the man responsible for shepherding Bill and Ted through their time-traveling, mind you--in high, or even middling, esteem.
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I can only say that George Carlin will be my guest. He will stand near the special punch bowl, make innapropriatte comments to all the ladies, reveal himself to one of them, and jump naked into the lake at an entirely inapropriatte time. cheers to this grand old man!!
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