Full moon, thunder, lightning,
pouring rain, red van, umbrella.
(Turn up the volume for the best effect.)
Somewhere over the rainbow . . .
. . . but in Astoria?
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About Me
- georgetheatheist
- The discoverer of fire and music. Follower of the American Dream (whatever and wherever that is). Graduate degree in Hospitality Management. Repo man. Motivational speaker. Bon vivant, boulevardier and a ding dong daddy from Dumas. Inventor of the bald pate head wipe and men's room urinal soap advertising. Understudy for the Ty-D-Bol man. Fluent in Meussurray. Caller to the old Bob Grant radio show and adherent of the Dr. Hermann von Kreutsch School of Psychoanalysis. A hail-fellow-well-met. The Life of the Party. A transformational figure. The sheik of chic. Clark Kent, Zorro, and Fra Diavolo rolled into one. Una vera bella figura! That proverbial talking guy at the podium standing between you and the food. Ya happy? Now, get outta here! :)
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