Today’s Daily Lenny
Message Movies:
“Miami Beach is where neon goes to die.”
–Lenny
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Wandered Off Into The Wilderness. Someone, Anyone, Please Join The Search Party. I Need My Mind Back. I Was Kinda Trying To Use It.
I’d Love to Drop In More Vids, Bit It Ain’t Worth It
I Just Wanna Die in Peace
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I Have Lost My Mind.
If Anyone Finds It And Returns It To Me–There Will Be A Substantial Re-Ward.
Trust Me:
I’m With The Government.
I Miss My Mind.
I Kinda Use It Ever’ Onct-in-a While.
I cannot find my Gladys Lehanni Post.
Whoops! Found It!
Give me time…
Dizengoff Cafe
Purim
Please Listen to the Lenny Bit (it is very short).
If You don’t, my Post Just Falls Apart Right There.
(And I know you do not want THAT on Your Conscience)
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My British Girlfriend is a poker-player.
A real good poker-player.
A really very good poker player.
I am NOT a really very good poker-player.
Basra, Iraq 2006
Craps? Blackjack? Roulette?
Yeah. I shine there.
But poker?
Forget it.
Below, you will discover why.
Here is a transcribed recent not recent conversation, recently not recently transcribed:
“Lance, you’ve been drinking.”
“No I haven’t”
“Yes you have.”
“How can you tell?”
“Because of your ‘tells.’”
“My what?”
“Your ‘tells’.”
“Oh you mean the William’s Brothers?”
“No! I mean your ‘tells’.”
“Huh?”
“You telegraph your state.”
“Texas?”
“No Idiot. You ‘tell’-e-graph your condition.”
“I don’t speak Morse Code.”
*exasperated look*
“Lance, I can ‘tell’ when you’ve been drinking from your ‘tells’”
“Tell me my ‘tells’ so that I may amend them.”
“No fucking way I am telling you your ‘tells’”
“Why not?”
“You just don’t get it do you?”
“Do tell…”
“Fuck you!”
“Okay.”
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The dog can ‘tell’ too. But he just don’t give-a-shit.
“Bring me a fuckin’ soup bone and I won’t tell.”
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I threw in the videos below just because I love them.
(They add absolutely nothing germane to the story)
“Ahso Meta-Mook!”
Is this a word? ‘Meta-Mook’?
Kevin Spacey Version
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The ‘King of Cool’ Version
(I guess that line forms on the right Babe)
TA’ Does Not Always Necessarily Mean ‘Tits an’ Ass'” Happy Belated Purim! Is-Rail Is REAL!
I Love Jewish Culture.
“If I Were A Rich Man”
Sadly, I Am Not!
Shit!
I cannot find my Gladys Lehanni Post.
Give me time…
Dizengoff Cafe
Purim
Re-DAS-Boot “And Lenny (and Christopher) Lives (again) Be Afraid. Be Very Afraid (sic)” I did Manage to Add Some NEW Shit to this One Though WP was Kickin’ and Screamin’!
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And just for fun:
Truth # 2
Now…
Uncle Earl was nuts; that is why we loved Uncle Earl. Especially us Texans loved Uncle Earl, because he was just like our Governors: Whacked Out. Only wors’er.
Molly spoke about him:
From: Molly Ivins Can’t Say That, Can She?
Once Again…
I throw this in (I already paid for it)
Why NOT?
Too tired…but y’all know the thrill drilll… more lenny here: