The Joke That Bender Tells But Never Finishes (while Crawling Through The Ceiling) Actually Has No Punchline.

The joke that Bender tells but never finishes (while crawling through the ceiling) actually has no punchline. According to Judd Nelson, he ad-libbed the line. Originally, he was supposed to tell a joke that would end when he came back into the library and said, “Forgot my pencil”, but no one could come up with a joke for that punchline.

Everything interests me, but nothing holds me.

Fernando Pessoa  (via fuckinq)

Strictly speaking, the average straight guy can't refer to gay guys as "fudge packers" anymore. Nor are we likely to hear the gay jeer "butt fucker" again. And "kiss my ass" has taken on an entirely different meaning now. Funny how time and circumstance can change things so drastically. I'm rather humored by the whole thing.

Trabue Gentry

Two's Company, Three's...well, You Get The Picture

Here's another freaky thing about me in the tool department. I have three Vas Deferens. Yup, three as apposed to the normal two. When I was 25 I had my first vasectomy. After a vasectomy the sperm count should shortly diminish to 0. Mine didn't. After many specimens, the urologist said he should have another look see. Oh, joy! Sure enough, during an exploratory he found a third Vas Deferens which puts me at 0.05% of the population (1 in 17,500,000).

Now here's the funny part. When I was giving specimens I used the little black plastic containers that photographic film comes in. As a professional photographer I had plenty of them, so why not, right? One day I was doing my running and stopped at Thrifty Drug to drop off some film. Next I stopped off at the Springfield Clinic to drop off my specimen. As I was walking a way from the lab counter the technician called to me and said "Mr. Gentry. Did you know there is film in this container?". I never went back to Thrifty Drug. ~ Trabue Gentry

My fate was unintentional.

Trabue Gentry