Enough about the King of Pop. Really, I know he is an icon, but this is getting old. People crying all the time and freaking out? What is that about? I have heard that 5 people have committed suicide noting the loss of Michael Jackson as the reason. Seriously? Get over it! Who we really need to be talking about is a much more brilliant King - Bill Murray, King of the Noogie.So, apparently, a friend of a friend of a friend (a long convulated train I know) was on the Subway the other day. He was sitting down, and when the train came to a stop, a bunch of people got off, and Bill Murray was sitting across from him and was starting at him. The guy is kind of creeped out that Bill Murray is staring him down, and at the next stop he gets off the train and is on the train platform. Bill Murray gets up as well, walks out of the train, puts this dude in a headlock, and whispers, "no one will ever believe you". Then leaves the train station.
What kind of nutcase is Bill Murray? What a genius! I wish I had his celebrity status. That is the most genius move I have ever heard. Because when you think about it, who would believe you if you were like "Guys, I was just on the subway and Bill Murray put me in a headlock!"? So, I have been googling this trying to figure out if this story is legit, and a story on Gawker does mention Bill Murray handing out noogies! What a genius! His movies kind of kill me a little inside (except for What About Bob? - which is pure comic genius), but I now dream of the day that I see Bill Murray on the street so I can run up to him, put him in a headlock, and say "take that Bill Murray ... take that!"
Wish me luck ...
**Another article on crazy Bill. What a creeper. Loves it!** Thanks Mojo!
**Another article on crazy Bill. What a creeper. Loves it!** Thanks Mojo!
i hope he sees this and twitters about you.
ReplyDeleteCarl Spackler lives!
ReplyDeleteOne of the greatest quotes in movie history:
Carl Spackler: So I jump ship in Hong Kong and I make my way over to Tibet, and I get on as a looper at a course over in the Himalayas.
Angie D'Annunzio: A looper?
Carl Spackler: A looper, you know, a caddy, a looper, a jock. So, I tell them I'm a pro jock, and who do you think they give me? The Dalai Lama, himself. Twelfth son of the Lama. The flowing robes, the grace, bald... striking. So, I'm on the first tee with him. I give him the driver. He hauls off and whacks one - big hitter, the Lama - long, into a ten-thousand foot crevasse, right at the base of this glacier. Do you know what the Lama says? Gunga galunga... gunga, gunga-lagunga. So we finish the eighteenth and he's gonna stiff me. And I say, "Hey, Lama, hey, how about a little something, you know, for the effort, you know." And he says, "Oh, uh, there won't be any money, but when you die, on your deathbed, you will receive total consciousness." So I got that goin' for me, which is nice.