…that about says it.

I don’t go around thinking about racism 24/7, but I’d really like to be able to hear the phrase “Southern Hospitality” and NOT picture a lynching.

Kirk ‘Milk Dee’ Robinson of the Bklyn duo Audio Two was actually a quarter Jewish on his mother’s side. So when he busted up a party, he’d feel a LITTLE guilt…

I auditioned for a spot with the House of Pain once. Sadly, I didn’t make the cut – apparently when the girl steps up after an ass-serving, it’s not enough to firmly but politely tell her to mind her own business.

Looking at him now, I don’t think Ric Flair so much jumped the shark, as he did climb on top of the shark, and then wait for Dusty Rhodes Magnum TA Ronnie Garvin Barry Windham Nikita Koloff Ricky Steamboat Sting to throw him off.

It’s probably a good idea, for any situation you enter, to keep the worst case scenario in the back of your mind. So when you’re chatting up that looker at the bar, ask yourself: can y’picture raising a kid with’em?

I think this is what Bill Hicks meant when he said, “By the way, anybody here who is in marketing or advertising: kill yourself.” 

Consider that EVERYTHING that human societies have ever been founded upon can be boiled down to one essential premise: “cuz some guy said so.”

“Jimi Hendrix died in a pool of his own vomit. Do you know how much you have to puke before you fill a pool?” – Bill Hicks.

A black man applying to join the Ku Klux Klan, and then suing them for discrimination when they say no.