Sat Feb 23, 2013 7:00 pm
I would like to apologize to:
Rob, for my short-shorts digs over the years. (But Rob, as your pal I gotta tell ya that you either gotta give up the short-shorts or the Bread & potatoes. You're gettin' more a$$ than a toilet seat.)
Paul Sweeney, for referring to him as a denizen of British North America.
Matthew, for proclaiming my enjoyment of Love Song of the Year.
Carolyn, for Burning Love being one of my all-time favorite Elvis records.
Colin, for suggesting he has a vast collection of women-in-prison films (but if you do, remember me in your will).
Tony Trout, for my sometimes less-than-wholesome jokes. Such as the following: Man: "Hey Baby, you want to play carnival?" Woman: "Carnival? What's That?" Man: "You sit on my face and I try to guess your weight!"
Joe Carr, for once vividly describing a cheeseburger while he was dieting.
TCB, for all my French jokes over the years (although, because of my French jokes, the Brit, German and Italian boardmembers have forwarded offers to make me an honorary citizen of their respective countries. I think I'm going to take the Germans up on their offer. It comes down to the beer).