Discussion in 'The Howard Stern Show' started by Jon Hein is God, Nov 22, 2012.
not in death
That's what happens when you try to fuck with the Federal Reserve.
it was a great day
I still remember that. I was 6
"Ask not what your Country can do for you, ask what you can do for your Country."
Kind of different today.
Dealey with it.
i love dipshitz who glorify that dysfunctional family of drunken mysogenic philandering misfits...the best career move a kennedy makes is to die young
It was Camelot bought and paid for by years of mafia blood, corruption, and money.
Of the ones that weren't shot, either drowned, raped, or use their golf clubs to kill people. The rest were drunks that either killed them selves or drove others to kill themselves.
A Royal family indeed!
Greatest Misfits song EVER!
I remember about 15 years ago when one of Bobby's boys was carrying on with the family babysitter. He never expected a tree on a ski hill to be the one to take matters into its own 'hands'...
I rarely speak to the dead.......But your spot on there..............
They finally put up a monument for J.D. Tippitt on Tuesday in Oak Cliff
Officer J.D. Tippit came home for lunch on November 22, 1963. He rarely ever had time to leave his patrol long enough to do that, and his wife, Marie, scrambled to fix him a turkey sandwich and set the table. "I got to see him one last time," she said today. Marie is petite, white-haired and a little frail now, so soft-spoken the crowd of reporters around her had to bend to hear every word.
Her husband didn't come home from his beat in south Oak Cliff later that afternoon, or ever again. Forty-nine year later, Marie is still thankful they had the chance for a last meal together.
Someone asked her what was the last thing she said to him before he left.
"I told him to be careful," Marie replied, holding back tears. "I told him to take care of himself."
Tippit became a part of history around 1 p.m. that day as he drove down East 10th Street in Oak Cliff. There, near the corner of Patton Avenue, he saw a man who resembled the description he'd just been given over the radio of the suspect who'd shot President John F. Kennedy barely an hour earlier.
Tippit pulled up next to the man and said a few words through his open passenger's side window. He started to open his car door and step out of his vehicle. With that, Lee Harvey Oswald quickly pulled out a handgun and shot Tippit three times in the chest. The officer fell and Oswald stood over him, firing a fourth bullet into his head.
the shot from the book depository is IMPOSSIBLE...ive been there - there's no way to shoot Kennedy from the direction shown in the Zapruder film
Sgt. Pepper taught his band to play.
But we all know there was a second spitter