Nostalgia aint what it used to be: George Carlin, died in Santa Monica, California. He was 71.

Monday, June 23, 2008

George Carlin, died in Santa Monica, California. He was 71.

FUCK!!!

The world has become (believe it or not) and even more unhappy place.

On June 22, 2008, George Carlin one of the worlds finest comedians was admitted to St. John's Hospital in Santa Monica, California after complaining of chest pain. He died later that day at 5:55 p.m. PDT of heart failure at the age of 71.

In George's honour:

1. Shit - The bird shit on the statue.
2. Piss - I have to piss like a race horse.
3. Fuck - Fuck you.
4. Cunt - She has a rancid cunt.
5. Cocksucker - Go to hell, you cocksucker.
6. Motherfucker - You are a motherfucker.
7. Tits - Hey, nice tits.

1. Fart - I farted.
2. Turd - Who dropped a turd in the urinal?
3. Twat - Shave that hairy twat.

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A person doesn't die when he should but when he can.

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