Funniest thing you ever read from Deano...

[AR]

I would be pleased if Andrew would install a random Rockindeano insult generator in the forum.

BRILLIANT! Install a "middle finger" or "pooping" icon in honor of Dean. That would be the correct actions to take from this point forward, haha.

[Jubilee]

I would be pleased if Andrew would install a random Rockindeano insult generator in the forum.

No. I don't think so, Cyndy. One does not simply randomly generate one of Deano's Classic Hits. Those were personalized and very carefully,...dare I say lovingly, hand-crafted.

[cyndy!]

No. I don't think so, Cyndy. One does not simply randomly generate one of Deano's Classic Hits. Those were personalized and very carefully,...dare I say lovingly, hand-crafted.

True. You can't just throw "meat ditch" at anyone & have it work.

[artist4perry]

I would be pleased if Andrew would install a random Rockindeano insult generator in the forum.

LOL

Plus, plus! Wonder what it would be.

[conversationpc]

I absolutely hated the guy when I first joined up here but, like most here who finally "got" him and liked him, I "got" him, too. We had a good many political roes between us and it was because of him that I learned to take a few lumps (and dish them out, too...). We respected each other behind the scenes, though. Here are some excerpts from the last string of posts between the two of us, which he affectionately titled "You Bastard".

I respect you Dave.

We need to down some beers if you pass through the central Indiana area.

Ok, I'll be right there next week. I was actually in Jeffersonville 2 years ago.

I'm sure I'm not that exciting of a drinking buddy...Never been drunk and never had more than two or three beers in a day. As tall and heavy as I am, it'd probably take a whole case to give me a buzz.

Trust me, drinking heavily aint ll that great. I would do it very differently if I had to do it all again.

I am out for tonight. Take care Dave.

PS- I hate Hannity...and the Beckster too.

That last line in bold cracked me up.

The first line in bold italics means a lot to me now..........

[conversationpc]

One of my first interactions with Deano is one I still remember and it almost made me pee my pants at the time...I don't remember the exact topic of discussion but, as per normal, it turned into something else with Dean and, knowing I was a Christian and serious about my faith, he made a comment about masturbating and how he was glad God put that do-it-yourself kit at the end of his arm.

I also remember getting a kick out of one of his comments made when the news broke that JSS was going to be filling in as the lead singer on that one tour and, commenting on a pic of JSS with some dopey-looking furry hat on, he said something to the effect of "Jeff, get that cat off your dome!".

[Melissa]

I remembered something he said when he was describing someone he saw in a bar or something, can't remember exactly, I just remember the description, lol:

"I wasn't even sure she was female. She looked like a cross between the lead singers of Iron Maiden and Lynyrd Skynyrd."

[Gin and Tonic Sky]

I would be pleased if Andrew would install a random Rockindeano insult generator in the forum.

LOL

I think this would be a great way to pay tribute to him

[ebake02]

Deano's comment about 11 posts down is fucking hysterical!!


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[ebake02]

I loved his take on Europeans too:

Why is this humurous? It's a typical European on HIS way to the mall after his late morning liquid lunch from Sal or Randall's house. I guarantee you this guy is on every street corner of Britain, Spain, Norway, Sweden, Greece and even Russia..dragging his cum-drenched lips against a dirty, filthy cancer tampon....in th early morning sunrise of those landlocked shithole states, errrr, countries that make up the Europion States!

Now personally am I against homosexuals? Absolutely not. Just not into it personally, and the more dudes who want hot, warm crank sauce shot into their hungry hippo grills, the more available pussy there is for us!

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[Behshad]

From WTF joke thread :

Here's a couple quick hitters- some here have heard of them, and some haven't.


How do you know if you have a good sperm count?

A- When she has to chew to swallow.

What's the definition of relative humidity?

A- When you're fuckin your sister, your balls get sweaty.

What do you call little blood droplets on a woman's pair of panties?

A- Clitty Litter.

What do you call the little bumps around a woman's nipple?

A- That's braile for "lick here."

[Behshad]

Few more I found

During his later years, George Burns was asked how his sex life was. "Like shooting pool with a rope."

I was browsing through some adult toys websites and see they make a hollow strap on. I assume it is for a limp cocked dude.

I like Arnel, but I'm not going to listen to people taking pot shots at Perry. If it weren't for SP, Journey would probably have been a one and done band back in '78.

You are a smart man Rick, even though a blind, deaf and dumb racoon could have figured this shit out.

Without Steve Perry, there wouldn't be a Journey today.

I have NO sperm control whatsoever. It feels so fuckin good, I find myself replaying the Tampa- Orioles game in my head, thinking of oil changes, timetables, weather reports you name it. I still blow early. I am a selfish bastard. I usually have to club the dolphin a few times before I have sex.

Now, a serious note. Guys, get yourself a cockring. These things are amazing. Ties around the base of your unit and two things happen, well actually three things.

1- Your cock becomes engorged, gets huge, veins popping out like Lou Ferrigno's arms.

2- Staying power. You can last forever asc the sensation is scaled back.

3- Blast off. When your lover pulls the chord, or unbuttons that bad boy, a fuckin rocket of baby batter shoots into the air.

BTW-Who the hell you callin' Grandma??? I got your Grandma!!!!! :tongue:

I bet you give great blowjobs Pam. No teeth to get in the way. All gums. hahahahahaha

This site has roughly 10 people who post every day. MR.com may be lame to you now, but at least there is activity. If you don't like it, don't go there. Keep posting here. By yourself.

Hey douchbag, take your pom poms and shove em up your flea infested twat. MR has activity, mainly because of the ten or so people here who built that place up to where it is today. When I joined MR in 2004, it was about 5 people, and 5 Loons and it was lame. Through the last 4 years, traffic was gained there in an enormous way, and it is directly due to many people who post here.

So, if you feel the need to come over here and talk down to folks here, I will rip your fucking head off and shit down your neck. Go fuck yourself cockroach.

It would get fucking CRUSHED by Revelation.

You need to get into drug rehab asap. A new Perry disc will smoke Revelation. And Perry wouldn't need some cheesy trailer park trash store selling his disc for pennies either. Steve Perry to this day dwarfs Journey. You need new pom poms dude, yours are frayed and worn out.

If you want RedJoe to like you, simply wear a Journey T shirt or a "Neal Schon is awesome" hat, and he will be your BFF.

I think Dan is a great guy and Joepa is too, even though he is beyond clueless when it comes to Journey. Hell, I am laughing out loud at all those folks speculating on Neal and JSS and what happened. Too funny.

I don't know why you harbour such disdain for Dan Ed, but to hate someone because they like a band is kind of retarded. I despise Journey as much as anyone except maybe Strangrey, and would love to see their bus go careening off I-15 at highway speed, but I can't hate or dislike Dan or RedJo because they like Journey.

RedJoe isn't the sharpest knife in the drawer but I think a genuine good egg, and Dan is simply a straight shooter.

[TRAGChick]

I loved his take on Europeans too:

Why is this humurous? It's a typical European on HIS way to the mall after his late morning liquid lunch from Sal or Randall's house. I guarantee you this guy is on every street corner of Britain, Spain, Norway, Sweden, Greece and even Russia..dragging his cum-drenched lips against a dirty, filthy cancer tampon....in th early morning sunrise of those landlocked shithole states, errrr, countries that make up the Europion States!

Now personally am I against homosexuals? Absolutely not. Just not into it personally, and the more dudes who want hot, warm crank sauce shot into their hungry hippo grills, the more available pussy there is for us!

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OMG....that's the thread I started!

Here's the...um...visual:

[Red13JoePa]

The one that leapt immediately to mind was "Kiss my asshole OhSherrie!"

[Melissa]

Making me laugh out loud at work B

I never had the honor of getting a cuss word laden pm or such from him, lol. He told me once he just couldn't because he thought of me like a baby sister, lol.

[ebake02]

Here's the one I posted about earlier. One of those falling out of my chair laughing comments.

Is it me or anytime there is a thread or post about cocks and dicks, Nat and C always show up to be well, "entertaned," or "educated" or if you wish; to educate "us guys" on all issues cock.

I jacked off this morning on the shitter for the first time in 3 weeks and I swear I wrote my name(sloppily), on the bathtub 4 feet away. It felt soooooo good. Really, it felt so fucking good, I think I may just go do it again right now.

[Gin and Tonic Sky]

I always found this one classic, it gave me a great laugh/

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I write Ginger. In fact I am supposed to be finishing up a book of short but true stories of my bizarre life, but am a bit behind schedule. Laura* is pissed at me, as she is my 'agent' in this endeavor.

Here's one that will be in the book. I shared it before but about 3 years ago, so some here may have read it and some not. It is a true episode, and none of it is enhanced.

Liquid Soap Shuffle and Top Ramen Guy

Once, I was pissed at work. I was paint department manager at Lowe's, but I was torqued. I had this fuckin' Chinese guy who worked for me in the paint department and that fucker couldn't understand a single word of English. Anyway, a weekend day, and the store was busier than Grand Central. People in line for mixed paint and the line went out the fucking door down to the McDonald's down the street. Mr. Hiroshima was mixing yellow in when there should have been green and brown instead of black. I had customers coming back pissed off and I understood their plight. I entered into the fray, otherwise known as behind the counter, fixed some problems, put out some fires, and then said to Mr Rice o Roni, "dude, what in the hell is your problem? Can you not see the colours your mixing through those eyes?", and then did a sarcastic head bow, like they do before and after karate matches. - Totally racist, and insensitive. (That was the younger more angry Deano). He spazzed, and went to the HR office. I knew I was busted, so I took off, left two inexperienced people run the paint dept into the ground like W ran the Rangers into the Texas oilfields. I went to the shitter. I must say, Lowe's has clean Johns compared to the Home Depot. Anyway, I find the corner stall, and figure, that I am off in 45 minutes, and maybe, just maybe, I can sneak out of here and not be fired until I return in 2 days, or better yet, avoid a verbal beat down and keep my job; either way, not a good choice to be faced with. So, I had 45 minutes to "hide" and into the safety of the stall I went. Peering into the corner was a magazine, People and I fired it open. Britney, in her prime, right there, in a short silky sexy green outfit, perfectly sculpted legs, shaved legs and sexy shoes. I wasn't about to let this opportunity pass me by. [overhead on the PA: Dean please dial 811 or come to the paint booth please] Anyway, I reached down and checked my best little buddy's pulse and he was indeed awake. My hands had dried paint and shit on them, so he wasn't digging that. I felt the bathroom to be empty, so I grabbed an ass gasket, and popped up from the commode. I unhitched the door, and with my pants down at my ankles, shuffled all the way across to the soap dispenser and shot damn near the entire contents of the bottle onto the protective toilet cover and shuffled back, making it easily. I sat down, re latched the door, balanced the gasket on my left knee, and I was set......what the Hell? People are coming into the restroom. Not just one, but multiple people! It was clear that if I wanted to pay respect to Britney, I would have to have some patience. My God, I have changed planes faster than the guy who took a shit next to me! I can out wait anyone, but this guy was slower than a snail on Quaaludes. My God, finally, after about 20 minutes, he is wiping and I start laughing, because as he leaned to wipe, I ripped one, real bad one and he started gagging...Fuck you I thought, I have Britney to deal with yet. [Dean, please! come to the paint dept or dial 811!] Yeah, sure. Blow me.

Oh man, did I ever forget about the long line at the Paint Dept. This was a fantastic way to forget about work and responsibility. The liquid soap was a great product, and I finished on Britney, and closed the magazine up, so nobody could experience Britney in this certain Lowe's again, if you know what I mean. That magazine in effect, became 2 pages shorter. After wiping up, confidently strolling over to the sink and washing up, I glanced at my watch and guess what? Time to go. I laughed out loud as I walked by the paint booth. Those morons were having all kinds of problems and I could care less.

Meanwhile, I guess Mr Myagi did in fact go to Human Resources and complained but dude couldn't speak well enough English to bust me. I laughed out loud at that poor bastard. I got off the hook, because he couldn't adequately tell the bosses I was insensitive and used callous remarks...LOL. I wrote his squinty eyed ass up the very next week for incompetence, and deliberately poured wet paint on the inside of his apron so that when he put it on, it destroyed his collared shirt, but he didn't know it it until he went to leave! Genius!! I later got fired for openly commentating on some co workers fine ass. The person who busted me was an undercover Lowe's secret shopper. Who gives a shit, it was a fun time.

[Red13JoePa]

"Mr Miyagi"

[Melissa]

Here's where he talked about the booger humor I laughed at during those FL shows 5 years ago a bunch of us went to. Yes he really did do this, and yes I laughed till I cried:

"Remember down in Florida when we all went to Denny's and I wiped a wet green snapper booger on the railing outside the restaurant, and you laughed out loud when the old blue haired couple came out and proceeded to use said railing? (snapper boogers are the ones you pull out and they stick a little then "snap" out when you finally free it from your nose cavity). I remember being red eyed from crying so hard laughing at you laughing. That was the best part of the trip- watching you laugh at gross things. I can't remember Lynn being amused at boogers or sharts. Remember I leaned over and gave JSS a nice smelly air bubble at dinner at the Mexican place? I remember us being so boisterous that no one was sitting within 50 feet of our table. We had one gigantic table in the center of the room, and everyone else being so far away parked against the walls. I remember following Norm to the shitter and turning the lights out on him once he was inside taking a leak, then sprinting back to the table and downing his beer. He was pissed."

[Behshad]

Here's where he talked about the booger humor I laughed at during those FL shows 5 years ago a bunch of us went to. Yes he really did do this, and yes I laughed till I cried:

"Remember down in Florida when we all went to Denny's and I wiped a wet green snapper booger on the railing outside the restaurant, and you laughed out loud when the old blue haired couple came out and proceeded to use said railing? (snapper boogers are the ones you pull out and they stick a little then "snap" out when you finally free it from your nose cavity). I remember being red eyed from crying so hard laughing at you laughing. That was the best part of the trip- watching you laugh at gross things. I can't remember Lynn being amused at boogers or sharts. Remember I leaned over and gave JSS a nice smelly air bubble at dinner at the Mexican place? I remember us being so boisterous that no one was sitting within 50 feet of our table. We had one gigantic table in the center of the room, and everyone else being so far away parked against the walls. I remember following Norm to the shitter and turning the lights out on him once he was inside taking a leak, then sprinting back to the table and downing his beer. He was pissed."

This is the "Florida Follies"

February of 2007, I find myself headed to the Sunshine state, hitting the cities of Tampa, Clearwater, Pompano Beach and Orlando, FL., for a weekend with friends and a few Journey shows. What transpired that weekend was fun, exciting and wild as Hell.

Out of LAX at midnight and I settle in for a cross country flight to Tampa. Fuck I hate airplanes and this further cements my disdain. At 6'3" why the fuck am I in a middle seat? On my right, there is an old smelly blue haired woman, complete with liver spots, black teeth and wrinkled skin that resembled a fuckin lizard. On my left, I had a dude who looked like Jesus Christ and smelled like he just came from the resurrection and crawled out of his grave. I swear, he smelled so bad, he couldn't attract flies because even they couldn't handle this guys odor. For a minute, I thought I was on a fuckin Greyhound bus. Anyway, I manage to somehow get through the awful nocturnal flight, thanks to Tylenol PM's. Those bastards are awesome. Jesus thankfully was in a rush to deplane and took his smelly backpack complete with worn out holes and filth and bolted for the door. Thank God. I don't know how many aluminum cans that fucker had to gather for his flight, but next time, I hope he gets hit by a cab on the way to the airport as to never see his ass on a plane again. As for Grandma, I ditched her corpse looking ass right away. I had had enough. I needed to escape, and fast. I got off the bird and followed the signs to ground transportation, where upon reaching the curb, my ride was not there. Seething pissed, I called Angela, my ride, and asked where the Hell she was. I think she said she got lost. Um, Angela lives in Tampa, and yet she found a way to get....lost. Well, all is well that ends well, and soon she pulled up and we were off.

We drove into Clearwater, FL and got to our hotel. We arrived at some place where everyone was staying. The show was that night and some were already partying. I started in pretty early. Anyway, we get to the venue, Ruth Eckard Hall, whoever the fuck that is, and the show goes on without a hitch, unless you count Jon Friga-Cain's Every Generation being playerd, errr, lipped. The band is nice and friendly and we do the whole meet n greet bullshit and then it's off to the hotel for some much needed sleep. I was staying with Angela and Krista, who has giant cannage. I don't know why I needed to state that, except to give her a plug I suppose. Anyway, I am down to underwear and in my cot, and sleep the night away.

The next morning comes early and we are road tripping down to the southeastern part of this God forsaken place called Florida which consists of a million lakes and a billion alligators and poisonous snakes. (Actually, Florida is a nice place). They have these Goddamned bugs the size of a small planet there, called love bugs. Jesus Christ, I saw them coming at the windshield and I thought the Mexicans had launched an avocado attack on us or some shit. Anyway, we get down to Alligator alley and roll into Pompano Beach, which is as close to Miami as I ever want to get. I thought I was in a combination district of Watts and Havana. My God, why can't there be natural disasters in this shithole of a city? We drink some more, eat bad Florida fried food, and wear sunglasses at night. Don't ask me why, but Norm, this 98 yr old husband of Granny's, decide it would be cool to get hammered drunk and wear sunglasses at night. Pretty insightful actually, as it proved comedic fodder for the entire trip. It was at this time I remember going into a Walmart with Angela and Krista looking for who knows what, when I blasted a smelly wet fart of which half made it's way out and the other half painted the inside of my underwear. I vividly remember two Floridian girls standing there disgusted and when I looked at them, and their disdained look, I busted up and laughed. I didn't a flying shit. Off to the gig. Ho hum, another greatest hit show that these fuckers can play in their sleep and then the real adventure began...on to Orlando.

Aww, the second home of Mickey Mouse. We settle into this real expensive place and then I call JSS and we head on down to Universal city walk. He drags me into the NBA zone, some basketball gay themed restaurant. We drink tons of beer and devour chicken wings and play some hoops. I kick his sorry ass and then the rest of the fans join up. We walk down the mall and into some Mexican restaurant. Oh Jesus, this was a sight to behold. Norm is there with his sunglasses on, Melissa and Lynn getting hammered on mojitos, and others were getting their drink on as well. I for some reason was drinking more than anyone else and more than I should have. I usually control my alcohol intake but tonight I was out of control. The waiter sat us, and in about an hours time, I looked around and noticed that the entire place had moved away from us; far away from us. I can remember doing Joe Cocker auditions and everytime Norm went to drain his main freight train, I downed his beers. Fucker never figured it out, Hahahaha. Everyone was out of control, but we managed to drink up, clean our plates and head out to our hotels. This is where the law was seemingly fractured. More partying that night in the room, and as everyone got more blasted, I decided to head downstairs for some air and a walk. I turned the corner and there it was, staring me in the face. A six seat golf cart, that the hotel used to chauffeur guests around the property. Now mind you, I was fueled up on about 20 beers, 10 Mojitos and a couple shots of Jaegermeister, all sewn together with extra strength vicodins. So I got the brilliant idea to take it for a spin. I was moving along the pathway quite nicely when all of a sudden, the urge to go faster arrived. I had the fucker pegged, but it wouldn't speed up. What I need was gravity's help; I quickly turned right and went down this fairly steep hill. Actually, it was a really steep hill. The cart was shaking like a milkshake in a blender, and I started losing control. For a minute I thought I was in the Space Shuttle upon re-entry into the Earth's atmosphere. I about shit my pants and became quite scared. I bailed off and the golf cart was in ghost rider mode. I watched it go further and further away from me until it reached the bottom of the hill and basically came apart. The fucking rear end came flying off and wheels were catapulting over the lower road and down another incline to God knows where. The roof canopy looked like a giant white Ruffle's potato chip, all crinkled and broken up. The steering wheel was fucked and the seats all full of mud. I was hammered and decided at the time, to hitail my fat ass out of there and pray there were no camera's that caught this stupid act. I must have ran like an African being chased by a cheetah, and I wound up at a neighbouring hotel. I had no idea where the fuck I was. I waited in their lobby for a few hours to dry off and cool down, and then made my way back to my room. We checked out the next morning and I was holding my breath the cops wouldn't be there to assist in my departure. Luckily, they had no clue who or what destroyed Golf Cart One. Angela took me to Orlando Airport and I was never so excited to board a plane headed due west. We got off the ground and I was applauding to myself. To this day I am afraid to visit the state of Florida for fear of immediate arrest. Hahaha, I guess sometimes you get away with it.

Author's note*

(I have resisted posting this for sometime for obvious reasons)

[SunshineTwilight]

Here's where he talked about the booger humor I laughed at during those FL shows 5 years ago a bunch of us went to. Yes he really did do this, and yes I laughed till I cried:

"Remember down in Florida when we all went to Denny's and I wiped a wet green snapper booger on the railing outside the restaurant, and you laughed out loud when the old blue haired couple came out and proceeded to use said railing? (snapper boogers aure the ones you pull out and they stick a little then "snap" out when you finally free it from your nose cavity). I remember being red eyed from crying so hard laughing at you laughing. That was the best part of the trip- watching you laugh at gross things. I can't remember Lynn being amused at boogers or sharts. Remember I leaned over and gave JSS a nice sm e lly air bubble at dinner at the Mexican place? I remember us being so boisterous that no one was sitting within 50 feet of our table. We had one gigantic table in the center of the room, and everyone else being so far away parked against the walls. I remember following Norm to the shitter and turning the lights out on him once he was inside taking a leak, then sprinting back to the table and downing his beer. He was pissed."

I remember the booger episode like it was yesterday. I seem to recall he also smeared a few on the buttons in the elevator! And how can we forget him dragging us all to the strip bar in Pompano! I almost got my ass bounced out of there for snapping pics of him and that skanky stripper!

[Behshad]

Toto and Asia? Jesus Christ. I felt the rain down in Africa? LOL, hey, it was the heat of the moment..lol again.

Bunch of skeleton lookin motherfuckers wearing adult diapers singing in Asia, trying not to crap their drawers while on stage, and Toto has the great Steve Lukather and that fat lip syncing butler lookin motherfucker, Bobby "my mouth moves when the tape doesn't Kimball." Good fucking Grief!

Ok.....
90125 - YES
Too Hot To Sleep - Survivor
Crime of the Century - Supertramp
H2O - Hall & Oates
Corridors of Power - Gary Moore
Made In Japan - Deep Purple
Rising - Rainbow
Live and Dangerous - Thin Lizzy
No Respect - Vain

Dude, check this guy's IP..Are you from Hobart, AUS? LOL, these albums suck dog ass. Who the fuck is Vain? Too Hot to Sleep? You sir need to check yourself into drug rehab. The question wasn't your favourite albums, just albums that are almost perfect, stalwarts if you will. Survivor is incapable of such a feat as Supergaytramp.

iv'e had about 4-5 of them.[root canals] go to a different dentist for the work. makes you wonder if he removed enough of bad root. i have never had pain afterwards on any of them. yeah, my teeth suck..

Because you fuckin hillbillies don't brush. Mix in a toothbrush instead of a bottle of Jack and you'll see a wonderful improvement.

I swear to God, in college, with NO insurance, I covered up cavities with Liquid Paper. Don't laugh, it worked. I got laid more than a blanket. Then, upon having holes in my molers I got hammered and shot some JB Weld into those cocksuckers. Laugh all you want, that shit is the bomb. Worked like magic. Dentist wasn't happy, but fuck her, it worked. Yes, I had a female dentist and yes, I always peered into her chest cavity when shen she was scraping, gnawing or drilling my piehole. I dug that shit.

www.youporn.com Watch away, dude! :cyclops:



John from Boston

Thanks John. Got home for lunch, started a microwave pizza, saw the link, said fuck the pizza, and jtook care of business....twice in 12 minutes. Works better than vicodin. Much appreciated.

I've seen Krokus live twice.

Fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice you're a stupid bastard.

[Michigan Girl]

LMAO, B!!


His response to OC nurse ...and Rick ^^^higher above~priceless!!

[Melissa]

Here's where he talked about the booger humor I laughed at during those FL shows 5 years ago a bunch of us went to. Yes he really did do this, and yes I laughed till I cried:

"Remember down in Florida when we all went to Denny's and I wiped a wet green snapper booger on the railing outside the restaurant, and you laughed out loud when the old blue haired couple came out and proceeded to use said railing? (snapper boogers aure the ones you pull out and they stick a little then "snap" out when you finally free it from your nose cavity). I remember being red eyed from crying so hard laughing at you laughing. That was the best part of the trip- watching you laugh at gross things. I can't remember Lynn being amused at boogers or sharts. Remember I leaned over and gave JSS a nice sm e lly air bubble at dinner at the Mexican place? I remember us being so boisterous that no one was sitting within 50 feet of our table. We had one gigantic table in the center of the room, and everyone else being so far away parked against the walls. I remember following Norm to the shitter and turning the lights out on him once he was inside taking a leak, then sprinting back to the table and downing his beer. He was pissed."

I remember the booger episode like it was yesterday. I seem to recall he also smeared a few on the buttons in the elevator! And how can we forget him dragging us all to the strip bar in Pompano! I almost got my ass bounced out of there for snapping pics of him and that skanky stripper!

Yes he did on the elevator too, almost forgot! And wow, I'd forgotten the strip club! HOW I don't know, but yeah, hilarious times!

B, I'm laughing to tears again

[Liam]

"I would eat the corn out of her shit" when talkin' about a hot girl. I still use that today.

[Red13JoePa]

Smelly Euros with bad chicklets and freaky long lettuce!!!


"The Grey Goose Chronicles"

[NealIsGod]

I liked how he would use the word "lettuce" for hair.

[*Laura]

Reading this thread brought tears into my eyes...I don't know if it's because laughing so hard or because being so sad...I guess both.
Dean had a tremendous sense of humor and the only people who got mad at him were the ones who didn't have any sense of humor. No matter how abrasive and raw he was, how could anyone not laugh at the hilarious visuals he generated with his words? He was one of the few people I've ever known who could make fantastic comedy without the physical presence. No body language, no funny faces, nothing but spontaneous, brilliant wit. That is a very rare gift.

His funny rants about me being a European/Romanian made me laugh in tears every time. He was merciless...LOL
Then we would PM about that and to my surprise he wanted to know things about my country and Europe, just genuinely interested about society, politics...and gipsies.
I think the guy had an insatiable desire to learn as much as possible and I think this is one of the main reasons why he was so spot on with everything - he was knowlegeable and informed. Combine that with humor and there you have it - his hilarious rants were always based on raw nuggets of thruth and although he was often exaggerating, I understood that he was doing that just as a caricaturist distorts reality to get the maximum humorous effect.
He was brilliant. I have NO doubt that he would have had a successful career as a stand-up or a comedy script writer, up there with Conan and Leno. Sometimes I was thinking that he wasted his time on the Internet instead of pursuing a career in serious comedy. He would have polished himself to perfection with the proper training because he already had a huge natural born talent.

I also think he was sometimes falling into an "evil" state of mind, driven by too much bitterness. Then he was making mistakes, like he did during Tapegate. But some people encouraged him to be a dick and that wasn't ok. I remember telling him to please control his negative, personal outbursts because otherwise he's going to lose his credibility and to my surprise he listened and "woke up". I'm just sorry that he was enabled in some ways, especially because some people applauded his mistakes.

I joined MR because of a thread about Steve Perry in which Dean, TNC and NealIsGod were shredding Perry to pieces. It was something about Perry's charity work and they were absolutely ripping SMFP new ones. LOL....I signed up and began posting proof, then went for Dean's jugular. I must've been a worthy opponent and not just some "Loon"... He immediately PMed me asking about my gender, although he thought I was a guy lol...He confessed that he really doesn't mean all the horrible things he's saying about Perry and it was just to rile up the "fucking Loons" and that in fact he loves and respects Steve...Such was Dean - a message board "offender" but a passionate, honest fan.

Sorry for the long post...My mind is browsing through many memories right now.

[Red13JoePa]

"Been tryin to hook up w/ HOTS (this was pre Lula, Lula)!!! Gonna hit her in the can then blast Faith In The Heartland haha!"

[*Laura]

I liked how he would use the word "lettuce" for hair.

And "chicklets" for teeth.