Originally Posted by Dave Lane
I'll keep you updated so you know when to stop jerkin.
I gotta admit you are growing on me as a poster...
Watch out, you keep up the pillow talk, and next thing you know Fed-Ex is delivering buckets of boar goo 'so you can ballast your tripod with it.'
Is there anything boar goo CAN'T do?
All Redd [Foxx] did all day was coke, grass and ****. . .
So our first network taping, name in big letters right on the set, Redd doesn't arrive at curtain call.
I go back to his dressing room, all I see is the girl doing his hair is sitting on him.
So I see her body, her dress, and his legs.
I say, Redd, don't you know we're on camera?
Redd sticks his head up from between the hairdresser's legs and asks indignantly. . .
"Can't a man relax?"
- Bob Einstein