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GGB, Mike Huckabee & Chuck Norris are coming to kick your ass.

Roy Scheider, dead at 75. Cue the quotes from the Level faithful/Mo's that go on the Jaws-themed fishing charter.

Hopefully he's moving on to a bigger boat.

"Slow ahead", indeed....



RIP.

"Smile you son of a bitch!"

RIP

What a shame. RIP...

Still one of the best lines from a movie

Hooper: You were on the Indianapolis?

Brody: What happened?

Quint: Japanese submarine slammed two torpedoes into our side, Chief. We was comin' back from the island of Tinian to Leyte... just delivered the bomb. The Hiroshima bomb. Eleven hundred men went into the water. Vessel went down in 12 minutes. Didn't see the first shark for about a half an hour. Tiger. 13-footer. You know how you know that when you're in the water, Chief? You tell by looking from the dorsal to the tail. What we didn't know, was our bomb mission had been so secret, no distress signal had been sent. They didn't even list us overdue for a week. Very first light, Chief, sharks come cruisin', so we formed ourselves into tight groups. You know, it was kinda like old squares in the battle like you see in the calendar named "The Battle of Waterloo" and the idea was: shark comes to the nearest man, that man he starts poundin' and hollerin' and screamin' and sometimes the shark go away... but sometimes he wouldn't go away. Sometimes that shark he looks right into ya. Right into your eyes. And, you know, the thing about a shark... he's got lifeless eyes. Black eyes. Like a doll's eyes. When he comes at ya, doesn't seem to be living... until he bites ya, and those black eyes roll over white and then... ah then you hear that terrible high-pitched screamin'. The ocean turns red, and despite all the poundin' and the hollerin', they all come in and they... rip you to pieces. You know by the end of that first dawn, lost a hundred men. I don't know how many sharks, maybe a thousand. I know how many men, they averaged six an hour. On Thursday morning, Chief, I bumped into a friend of mine, Herbie Robinson from Cleveland. Baseball player. Boatswain's mate. I thought he was asleep. I reached over to wake him up. Bobbed up, down in the water just like a kinda top. Upended. Well, he'd been bitten in half below the waist. Noon, the fifth day, Mr. Hooper, a Lockheed Ventura saw us. He swung in low and he saw us... he was a young pilot, a lot younger than Mr. Hooper. Anyway, he saw us and he come in low and three hours later a big fat PBY comes down and starts to pick us up. You know that was the time I was most frightened... waitin' for my turn. I'll never put on a lifejacket again. So, eleven hundred men went in the water; 316 men come out and the sharks took the rest, June the 29th, 1945. Anyway, we delivered the bomb.


RIP

"What day is it?"
"Wednesday...er-Tuesday"
"Good, the tide is with us...."

RIP Chief

"Here's to swimmin' with bow-legged women" in the sky.

RIP

Omar Little, dead at 34.



RIP.

Kind of a dick move.

I saw it, but still...

Kind of a dick move??? I finally get caught up and GGB still screws me.

I mean for fucks sake the episode hasn't even aired yet for fucks sake.

They are On Demand a week early.

GGB for fucks sake why did you do that for fucks sake.

Cos NEAG did it to us yesterday afternoon.

Before we could see the show on Demand.

For Fuck's sake, I thought everyone was watching the On Demand versions and I had about 6 Miller lites in me. For fuck's sake.

Det James McNulty, dead at 37

RIP

William F. Buckley, dead at 82.


RIP to a true American Hero.

He always sounded drunk.

And he was a warmonger.

RIP

Oye!


RIP Myron Cope.

Seth's

"Hmmm~ahh!"

that wasnt very nice.

Double Yoy, anyone?

One of the original "drunk as hell in the broadcast booth" guys.

RIP

Tough week for music RIP's:

Mike Smith, singer of the Dave Clark 5. Very underrated British Invasion band.

Buddy Miles, drummer of Hendrix' Band Of Gypsys (among other things.)

Jeff Healy, blind Canadian guitarist.

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