1972- The album George Carlin, Class Clown came out- I was 8 years old. One of my older brothers bought it and snuck it home in a brown paper bag, like its was a playboy or something. We listened to that album so many times and laughed and laughed. I still remember the "artificial fart under the arm" and of course the 7 words you can never say on television.
"Tits doesn't even sound like a word, its sounds like a snack, ( i know, it is a snack) New Cheese Tits!- Bet you can't eat just one!"
Rest In Peace George, I hope wherever you are, you're laughing.
PS- for those of you offended by the vulgar language in this post, go fuck yourself you fucking, fucking, fuck. =)
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