bobheck
Disco still sucks.
Just downloaded and listened to the Dec 28th Bill Knell episode.
I listened to Bill sidestep questions, talk over the hosts, redirect during his answers, claim that he did several things that are all completely unsubstantiated, and generally just prate over and over.
A few minutes before he hung up, I put my fist into my monitor, cracking it.
I would appreciate it if the Paracast could find it in their heart this season to send me....oh wait, I forgot --
(read next paragraph very fast with no pause between words)
I received a monitor instead of money when I consulted Heath Ledger (God rest his soul - he was a good man, y'know, and he liked eggs for breakfast, he told me one time when I was helping him prepare for The Dark Knight -- I don't know if you've heard of that) - but I consulted him on his demeanor as the Joker, y'know, in other words, I told him how to act, y'know. He was very appreciative, y'know, and he wanted to pay me, but I refused and said that I would take his monitor. He said yes that would be fine and I have had it ever since -- it is in my closet, y'know, under my stack of Oscar Nominatory Notifications and Guiness World Record awards for numerous unclassified and undocumented achievements, and my first edition copies of the thousands of books that I have ghost written, y'know. I know this sounds fantastic, y'know, but it is true, and the only person that could substantiate this, unfortunately is Mr. Ledger, y'know. But I do have his monitor and I would be glad to send you a picture of it -- although it does not have his name on it, y'know.
So, I don't need a monitor. Good bye, y'know.
I listened to Bill sidestep questions, talk over the hosts, redirect during his answers, claim that he did several things that are all completely unsubstantiated, and generally just prate over and over.
A few minutes before he hung up, I put my fist into my monitor, cracking it.
I would appreciate it if the Paracast could find it in their heart this season to send me....oh wait, I forgot --
(read next paragraph very fast with no pause between words)
I received a monitor instead of money when I consulted Heath Ledger (God rest his soul - he was a good man, y'know, and he liked eggs for breakfast, he told me one time when I was helping him prepare for The Dark Knight -- I don't know if you've heard of that) - but I consulted him on his demeanor as the Joker, y'know, in other words, I told him how to act, y'know. He was very appreciative, y'know, and he wanted to pay me, but I refused and said that I would take his monitor. He said yes that would be fine and I have had it ever since -- it is in my closet, y'know, under my stack of Oscar Nominatory Notifications and Guiness World Record awards for numerous unclassified and undocumented achievements, and my first edition copies of the thousands of books that I have ghost written, y'know. I know this sounds fantastic, y'know, but it is true, and the only person that could substantiate this, unfortunately is Mr. Ledger, y'know. But I do have his monitor and I would be glad to send you a picture of it -- although it does not have his name on it, y'know.
So, I don't need a monitor. Good bye, y'know.
