BIGUN

I suspect George Carlin was never popular, or widely exposed, or widely understood, among the socially-conservative demographics, especially in regions of the country where social conservatives vastly outnumber those who were, and are, not. Being the generation I am, and having grown up and lived a lot of my life in the Northeast, I've taken away a far different impression of Carlin's career than you have. So, "Who doesn't like George Carlin?" is kind of like "Who doesn't like chocolate?". The answer, of course, is: "People who don't." Here's his Wikipedia biography, for what it's worth. In scholarly fairness, it should probably be read in its entirety. I suppose there's enough in there for anyone to cherry-pick stuff out to support one perspective or another. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/George_carlin The question was... "Who doesn't love George Carlin?" I gave my answer. I'm really not sure how this turned into a socio-political demographics discussion in Bonfire, but I will not engage photon torpedoes. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

I don't. I've always thought of him more as a "shit," "piss," "fuck," "cunt," "cocksucker," "motherfucker," and "tits"comedian.. Share with me one other thing he's done that he's known for? Seriously... a whole life and career and what he's known best for is seven words. Never got it. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

Her feet should be pointing South since my pecker is always pointing North!!!! Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

And you... ya big fuck!!! What's with the loud and thunderous entrance and then tip-toeing out the door quietly. Get your big Bar-B-Que eatin, shake drinking, finger-licking good, ass back out the out to the DZ. [finger-licking good ass] sometimes I just crack meself up.

I was on a couple of those jumps! I thought "I" was a big guy until I ran into YOU...literally! Dunno about Pops Do-Si-Do, but I remember watchin' WaltAppel's eyes bug out when I purposely flipped HIM ass over elbows, them lil' fellers are fun to toss around in the sky! What I remember about that jump was Walt looking around below us like, "Where the fuck did every one go?!?!?" My next thought was, "Ruh Roh, he's getting a little low and backsliding... OK time to go... traaaaaaaaccckkkkk - whooooooooosh. Bigun is OUTTA HERE!!! Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

I don't think the media should be blamed for this one. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

Hi. Glad to know that our specialty in "tickling" hasn't subsided. While your Mom cannot share some stories, do you have any you could share about her skydiving? And, I would encourage you to share her passing in the "Blue Skies" forum. That's usually where folks go to do their "searches" on those fellow skydivers that they may have heard have passed. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

Things are changing considerably in this arena. The Air Force will now allow (and have been for about 15 years) pilots that have had an aortic valve replacement to again fly... as long as they remain in a cargo transport where the opportunity for high g's is much lower. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

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Heart attack? Is that all you got fucking pussy?!?!?!?! Get your ass back in the air. You got more to worry about having sex than you do skydiving. Heart attack, he says. What a maroon. Serious note: Some psychological effects in doing too much too soon. Take the pressure off. Get a few solo hop N pops under your belt (especially the sunset ones) just to overcome some intrapersonal communication issues. Just my .02.... Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

Yeah, he was a quite a character. In one of his last email missives, he kept ranting about coming down and check the nurses as they had quite lovely... Well, he never gave up. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

He and Pete were joint partners in Green Country Skydivers. Pete ran Skiatook and Curly ran Salisaw. He would come up on occasion. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

31 fucking years.., Well, Curly, I'm sorry you had to leave us, but I'm glad for having known you. I'm sure you and Terry and several others are tearing it up right now. RIP man, RIP. Curly's SCR Ceremony Dedication . Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

When was Heisenberg born?

How the debates are likely to shape up is Common Knowledge. What ever happened to SNL? I miss it... The characters became skydivers and now deliver on a place called dz.com

Now that you've learned how not to spin... Reminds me of one of my former Colonels that became the second highest decorated aviator out of 'Nam when he told the story of Heli pilot school. During hover control training. the CFI told him to try and remember everything he does in the next couple of days. "Cause, once you find the hover button, you'll never be able to do these kind of aerobatics again." On topic, I vote to take me pecker out of my suit so as to have them thinking about possibilities for a long time. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

An elderly man on a Moped, looking about 100 years old, pulls up next to a doctor at a street light. The old man looks over at the sleek shiny car and asks, 'What kind of car ya got there, sonny?' The doctor replies, 'A Ferrari GTO. It cost half a million dollars!" 'That's a lot of money,' says the old man. 'Why does it cost so much?' 'Because this car can do up to 320 miles an hour!' states the doctor proudly. The Moped driver asks, 'Mind if I take a look inside?' 'No problem,' replies the doctor. So the old man pokes his head in the window and looks around. Then, sitting back on his Moped, the old man says, 'That's a pretty nice car, all right... But I'll stick with my Moped !' Just then the light changes, So the doctor decides to show The old man just what his car can do. He floors it, and within 30 seconds The speedometer reads 160 mph. Suddenly, he notices a dot in his rear view mirror. It seems to be getting closer! He slows down to see what it could be and suddenly WHOOOOSSSHHH! Something whips by him going much faster ! 'What on earth could be going faster than my Ferrari ?' the doctor asks himself. He presses harder on the accelerator and takes the Ferrari up to 250 mph. Then, up ahead of him, He sees the old man on the Moped?!?!?! Amazed that the Moped could pass his Ferrari, he gives it more gas and passes the Moped at 275 mph and he's feeling pretty good until he looks in his mirror and sees the old man gaining on him AGAIN! Astounded by the speed of this old guy, He floors the gas pedal and takes the Ferrari all the way up to 320 mph. Not ten seconds later, he sees the Moped bearing down on him again! The Ferrari is flat out and there's nothing he can do! Suddenly, the Moped plows into the back of his Ferrari, Demolishing the rear end. The doctor stops and jumps out and unbelievably the old man is still alive. He runs up to the banged-up old guy and says, 'I'm a doctor.... Is there anything I can do for you?' The old man whispers, 'Unhook my suspenders from your side view mirror!'. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

Oh c'mon, we've been fighting "isms" for a hundred years now. It's good for the economy. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

See. First it's holding hands, Then its some hussy wanting to stick her tongue in your cheek through the Internet. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

Your nose WILL get broken if you got kicked in the face hard enough regardless of ANY visor. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

Can I massage his feet? Get well soon Brudder.. Take good care o him sistah. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

OK that was good. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

I'm not offended. In a certain sense - as a sister in the sky, I feel kind of bad for you and hope that you read back on this in a few years. It's good that you have spirit. In time, I can hope you will temper it with wisdom - I can hope. Nobody has time to listen; because they're desperately chasing the need of being heard.

Well, let me chunk in that "alot" is two separate words.