- If a beggar ask for money tell them your wallet is in your other pair of slacks. Its the best way.
- Pnemonia: easy to catch, son of a bitch to get rid of.
- Black people just sit and fish in ponds all day.
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These are prime examples of the little nuggets he tosses my way. They generally vary from advice, musings, and most often cross over into personal information no one should share with anyone who doesn't have an M.D . after their name. Such as:
- Enemas make me so weak my hands shake.
So when Hughley called yesterday and neded to go to the grocery store i took chantz and we headed out. As we were driving Hughley made the comment that he needed to buy some prune juice. Now, i'm no genius...i got my share of C's in High School. And yet i'm no dummy either, so when he said he needed Prune Juice i knew exactly why he needed it. And yet there was a deep, abiding, almost primeval urge deep inside the core of my soul.... to hear Hughley Rogers say "constipation". And so against my better judgement i piped right up and asked "So Hugh what is the Prune Juice for?" "Well i'm just so damned constipated i can't hardly stand it. I'm like a damned turkey i'm so stuffed up." Victory.
Well of course Chantz and I being the mature gentlement we are tried as hard as we could not to laugh. I immediately tried to change the subject. I asked him about the windstorm that had come through the other day. "Oh ya it knocked a tree clear down" he said. But me and Chantz were too busy clenching our teeth to stifle the laughter to listen to him. When i burst out in the middle of the next sentence he asked "Why you laughing?" I tried to change the subject and focus on somehing sad (i use mental pictures of Cameras being dropped) but nothing was doing the trick of giving me a straight face. So when Chantz and Hughley went into the store Hugh-dog asked Chantz "What the hell is so funny about a fallen tree?"