Ég var að horfa á Rock in Rio með Iron Maiden á PSP vélinni minni og sjitt hvað þessir gömlu jálkar eru geðveikt góðir. Maður hitnaði allur í maganum þegar maður var að horfa á þessa snilld. Sjiiiittt marr, þegar Adrian Smith stendur einn á sviðinu fyrir framan 250.000 manns og tekur byrjunar riffið á The Wicker Man, það er ógeðslega töff.
Rodney Dangerfield var fyndinn gaur:
A girl phoned me the other day and said… Come on over, there’s nobody home. I went over. Nobody was home.
I came from a real tough neighborhood. I put my hand in some cement and felt another hand.
I could tell that my parents hated me. My bath toys were a toaster and a radio.
I drink too much. The last time I gave a urine sample it had an olive in it.
I had plenty of pimples as a kid. One day I fell asleep in the library. When I woke up, a blind man was reading my face.
I worked in a pet store and people would ask how big I would get.
My cousins gay, he went to London only to find out that Big Ben was a clock.
My father carries around the picture of the kid who came with his wallet.
My mother had morning sickness after I was born.
My mother never breast fed me, she told me she only liked me as a friend.
My wife and I were happy for twenty years. Then we met!
My wife was afraid of the dark… then she saw me naked and now she’s afraid of the light.
What a kid I got, I told him about the birds and the bee and he told me about the butcher and my wife.
When I played in the sandbox, the cat kept covering me up.
When I was a kid my parents moved a lot, but I always found them.
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Dangerfield var náttla ekkert nema snillingur… Blessuð sé minning hans.