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John Wells is like a mentally challenged version of Ted Baxter.
He is pompous without anything meaningful to share.

My fantasy is that one day while on the air,
George goes bat shit crazy and says to all his callers:
"Don't worry. We're not like the others. We're your friends.
Then you hear the cylinder of a .44 Magnum close and a very loud gunshot.

The rest of the night all you hear is E Foods Direct commercials
over and over and over again.

I agree with the posts that Sylvia Browne is one of the most
despicable human beings on the planet. She was convicted of
investment fraud and I always wonder why are seemingly
reputable guy like Montel would have her on his show.

Most Porn stars also work as escorts. they have web sites that specialize in this, and some very big name stars are available. (My two favorite Hlliary Scott and Aurora Snow, Masha and Jan Brady from the XXX Not Brady Bunch Movie.) It will cost you at least $1,000+ but if I had extra cash I would probably do it. As for falling in love, I don't think these girls know what that means.

I think getting George a few "Asian Prostitutes"
might be the key to making the show good again!

Last Night on Open Lines our "Hero" went 3 for 3
Hitting the Moronic Trifecta!
First, there was his "How's that for Synchronicity" comment.
George the only thing I "know" about Synchronicity is that it was one of the The Police's best albums.

Then his authoritative "You know, I believe there are no coincidences!"
You are brillant George, That is why we are awarding you the Nobel Prize in Science!

Then lastly, my favorite, "I think Mother Nature is trying to tell us something!"
What would that be George, that you are her bastard idiot son?!!"

Overheard the other night:
Curious George: Maybe Mother Nature is trying to tell us something!

Mother Nature: Yes, George! You are an idiot!

When I was a teenager, I saw shadows out of the corner of my eye every so often, when I was alone.

I consider myself a Christian and believe in Christ, but I do not for the most part believe in prayer.
My feeling is God created wonderful things, but cannot intervene.

Anyways, my story was around 1995, when I was living in the San Fernando Valley in a small single by the intersection of Sepulveda and Roscoe. I was a salesman for an Adult Video company as was my
ex con, heroin addicted roomate. There was alot of negative energy in my life and in our neighborhood. We slept on the floor in opposites ends.

One night I am having a nightmare in which a dark force is choking me in my sleep. Afraid at first, in my dream I remember saying to the thing that you can't hurt me, I believe in Jesus. My fear went away, and after a moment so did the choking sensation. I woke up, and with 1 minute, my roomate in his sleep says that something is choking me and he wakes up with his eyes bulging out of fear.

Whatever had been screwing with me, went to attack him.

I didn't realize Dames had a "pledge" not use use his powers for
personal gain. It is interesting though that he would be willing to charge people
money to learn so they can use their powers for personal gain.

As for  the tournament, even though their are 68 teams,
realistically only 4 or 5 can actually win it,
and my pick Kentucky, is a 1.75 to 1 favorite.

DAMES HAS NO INTEGRITY.

On Dames web site, he claims you can use remote viewing to bet on sports. He claims the he and a RV team went to Vegas one weekend and cleaned up. It would be funny if someone called tonight and asked who will win the NCAA tournament.

I lived in Vegas until 2010 and Goerge Knapp is a highly respected investigative journalist for the CBS affiliate. He has broken many good stories and also writes a respected weekly column. I was actually surprised that someone of his claiber would hotr Coast to Coast as led by George "Don't Let Facts or Reason get in the way" Noory.

I am new to this board, and really appreciate level of intelligence of its members, and its laugh out loud humor provided by Ol George.

I have not yet had the chance to hear George tell his "Escape from Mexico Story."

I imagine calling him and our conversation going something like this:

Me: Hi George, long time listener, first time caller. Could you tell me about you certain escape from the clutches of death in Mexico?

George: Well Ive told it many times before.. but Blah Blah Blah.
(While George is talking, I am playing the prerecorded sound of a rooster over and over)

Me: Gee George, that was a harrowing tale. When you were in the Navy, were you a SEAL?

George: No..but Blah Blah Blah.

Me: Well George, that story has "Blockbuster" written all over it! I can see a younger Clooney play you!

George: Well, you never know...  Blah Blah.

Me: Well George, I'm just glad you escaped and weren't sold into sexual slavery forced to trade your body for cheap trinkets from drunk cruise ship passengers!

George: Isn't that something.