Dmitri Kasterine photo Samuel Burl Kinison December 8, 1953--April 10, 1992
"You're five feet away. Give the kid a fuckin' sandwich!"
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Yes! I should have known, lo these many years ago, that my ex-wife would become my ex, when one of Sam's routines had me screaming with laughter and she said "that is not funny!"
Oh, and happy birthday to James Thurber: If not actually disgruntled, he was far from being gruntled.
He may have had the single greatest cameo in a movie... his crazed professor in Back to School:
Is she right? 'Cause I know that's the *popular* version of what went on there. And a lot of people like to believe that. I wish I could, but I was *there*. I wasn't here in a class room, hoping I was right, thinking about it. I was up to my knees in rice paddies, with guns that didn't work! Going in there, looking for Charlie, slugging it out with him; While pussies like you were back here partying, putting headbands on, doing drugs, and listening to the goddamn Beatle albums! Oh! Oh! OHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Comedian's comedian, man. I think his brilliance was overshadowed by the power of his stage persona to some extent.
I don't remember the venue, except that I saw it on teevee and it was shortly after he'd gained some measure of fame: he came out and whispered into the mike, "Nobody told me I'd have to scream like that every night. AHH! AHHHHHH!"
he was like richard pryor because his comedy came from a raw place. he was working with a lot of demons. and his cause of death -- killed by a drunk driver about a year after he got sober, btw -- is ironic, or something like that.
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Yes!
I should have known, lo these many years ago, that my ex-wife would become my ex, when one of Sam's routines had me screaming with laughter and she said "that is not funny!"
Oh, and happy birthday to James Thurber: If not actually disgruntled, he was far from being gruntled.
He may have had the single greatest cameo in a movie... his crazed professor in Back to School:
Is she right? 'Cause I know that's the *popular* version of what went on there. And a lot of people like to believe that. I wish I could, but I was *there*. I wasn't here in a class room, hoping I was right, thinking about it. I was up to my knees in rice paddies, with guns that didn't work! Going in there, looking for Charlie, slugging it out with him; While pussies like you were back here partying, putting headbands on, doing drugs, and listening to the goddamn Beatle albums! Oh! Oh! OHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Comedian's comedian, man. I think his brilliance was overshadowed by the power of his stage persona to some extent.
I don't remember the venue, except that I saw it on teevee and it was shortly after he'd gained some measure of fame: he came out and whispered into the mike, "Nobody told me I'd have to scream like that every night. AHH! AHHHHHH!"
he was like richard pryor because his comedy came from a raw place. he was working with a lot of demons. and his cause of death -- killed by a drunk driver about a year after he got sober, btw -- is ironic, or something like that.
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