I just heard the news that George Carlin died of heart failure yesterday in California at the age of 71, after reporting to St. John's Hospital in Santa Monica, California complaining of chest pains...and all I can say is shit (and six or more other dirty words you can't say on television).
I'm one of those people who memorized the classic comedy LP Class Clown growing up, and though Carlin's stand-up tended to be more gimmicky (and much, much darker) in recent years, I always enjoyed Carlin's appearances on the big and small screens in the same way you look forward to seeing a favorite cranky, irascible uncle at family gatherings (even if you wouldn't necessarily want to go on a long car trip with them).
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