Robert Goulet, "dead" at 73

Shit. I loved that fucking guy. In a manly way, I mean. You know, loved like a brother. He was like my fake Canadian fag-type singer brother. Except he wasn't a fag. He always said. And you know the fucking weirdest thing is he wasn't Canadian. He PRETENDED to be Canadian. Can you fucking believe that? Why in fuck would someone pretend to be CANADIAN? Is that like a GOOD thing to be? I don't think so. It's sort of like pretending to have cancer. Or pretending to be dead. Pretending to be Canadian. That killed me. And him, too, I guess. You know what I mean. Here's to you, fucking Man of fucking LaMancha.

Great! Now he's got a goddamn Nobel Prize

Will this fucking guy disappear already? Talk about your dead but he won't lie down situation. This is a fucking classic. Now we have this christless global warming all over us again. Like I don't have enough trouble with the entire fucking administration leaving in droves, and Dildobrains talking even more out of his ass every time he opens his mouth. Didn't Nobel invent dynamite or something? I rest my fucking case.