Gary Smith, who in 2013 delivered a straight line to actor/banjo player Steve Martin that enabled him to get a big laugh, died blah blah blah.
It’s all downhill from here. On with the blah blah blah …
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Well dang, that’s cool!!!
I sang King Tut to the kidlet the other day. He had no idea what I was singing about.
How about the Atheists’ Prayer Book?? That video has me on the floor every time! 😀