Shit like this makes me think that the parable of the blind men and the elephant needs updating, with a round of the blind dudes berating each other on 'projections.'
F@ckers, I told you it was a column.
Hey! Douchebags!! Experts stand by it being a wall!!
Yeah? Well your experts suck balls, facts clearly establish its a rope!!!
Just ignore all of it until a complete counting is certified and published by officials.
Everything before that is just so much beating of meat.
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