October 6, 2004
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Rodney Dangerfield dead at 82

Rodney Dangerfield, the bug-eyed comic whose self-deprecating one-liners brought him stardom in clubs, television and movies fell into a coma after undergoing heart surgery, died at 1:20 p.m Tuesday. He was 82.
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Respect.
DG
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I saw that this morning. I loved Dangerfield, but 82, is a good run, I think. And we'll always have Ladybugs and Caddyshack.
He's was one of the best and greatest of the old school comics who just stood up there and told one liners. It was always a sure thing that whenever I saw him in a movie or on the tv that he would make me laugh. Guaranteed humor. I can't say that about alot of "comics". Here's some Rodney Jokes for you.
My mother never breast fed me. She told me that she only liked me as a friend
When I played in the sandbox the cat kept covering me up.
I had a lot of pimples too. One day I fell asleep in a library. I woke up and a blind man was reading my face.
My wife made me join a bridge club. I jump off next Tuesday.
One time I went to a hotel. I asked the bellhop to handle my bag. He felt up my wife!
This morning when I put on my underwear I could hear the Fruit of the Loom guys laughing at me.
I'm a bad lover. Once I caught a peeping tom booing me.
My wife only has sex with me for a purpose. Last night she used me to time an egg.
A girl phoned me and said, "Come on over. There's nobody home." I went over. Nobody was home!
A hooker once told me she had a headache.
I was making love to this girl and she started crying. I said, "Are you going to hate yourself in the morning?" She said, "No, I hate myself now."
I went to see my doctor... Doctor Vidi-boom-ba. Yeah...I told him once, "Doctor, every morning when I get up and look in the mirror I feel like throwing up. What's wrong with me? He said, "I don't know, but your eyesight is perfect."
My psychiatrist told me I'm going crazy. I told him, "If you don't mind, I'd like a second opinion." He said, "All right. You're ugly too!"
And we were poor too. Why, if I wasn't born a boy, I'd have nothing to play with!
What such a man passes away it ' s a part of ourself that goes away .
In friendship Michel
He's always had my respect.
Bummer.
Indeed.
R.I.P.
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