An Escalator Can Never Break. It Can Only Become Stairs.
My favorite stand-up comedian died yesterday. Mitch Hedberg was thirty seven. Dammit.

Dammit dammit dammit.
There are not enough intelligent, funny, creative people in the world right now.
When Husband and I watched his Comedy Central special half an hour ago (for the fourth or fifth time...I never get tired of it), I had no idea that he was gone.
On a message board, some say they are waiting for someone to say "April Fools".
Please, somebody say "April Fools!"
Say it, Mitch.

Dammit dammit dammit.
There are not enough intelligent, funny, creative people in the world right now.
When Husband and I watched his Comedy Central special half an hour ago (for the fourth or fifth time...I never get tired of it), I had no idea that he was gone.
On a message board, some say they are waiting for someone to say "April Fools".
Please, somebody say "April Fools!"
Say it, Mitch.
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