...Resulting in my abruptly needing to leave town for a few days.
But that doesn't mean Bill Week needs to end. Feel free to share any Bill stories in the comments or trackback with any Bill posts you have at your own place.
And if you need a fix of Bill or a little inspiration, try:
Bill C. Interview
Bill C. Part II
Take care, all.
Posted by Jennifer at June 16, 2005 08:25 AMI remember Bill's wife. She was half his age and hot. I don't know how much he had to pay her to hang around with his exploding ass and that barfing cat, but it must've been alot.
Because I know I have to pay mine a tidy sum.
Posted by: shank at June 16, 2005 11:02 AMJen, I'm sorry your leaving us, albeit temporarily, for such a sad reason. We'll keep the light on for ya.
(As for Bill week, I tried to find my classic episode of Back From Vacation where Cimino and Collins were forced to work together to send you to Iowa, but apparently dfilms only last so long.)
Posted by: Victor at June 16, 2005 02:45 PMAnd I'm sorry I fouled up the you're/your thingy. Forgive me.
Posted by: Victor at June 16, 2005 02:45 PMCondolences on the loss.
Posted by: Tuning Spork at June 16, 2005 09:10 PMI just remembered a Bill story:
Bill and Collins had a feud going. This feud made the one between the Hatfields and the McCoys look like a kindergarten argument.
One day, Collins disappeared. No blog posts, no emails, no flaming poopies left on Bill's front porch--nothin'.
Bill organized the blogosphere to try to find out what happened to Collins. Turns out he had gotten into a fight with a bunch of Haitians, spent some time in jail, and had been busted at work for having a blog, but he was otherwise OK in a Besides-that-how'd-you-like-the-play-Mrs.-Lincoln kinda way.
And we'd never have known that if Bill hadn't let his True Feelings toward Collins out.
Also, Bill has gout.
Posted by: Victor at June 17, 2005 07:27 AMThanks for the condolences, kids, I'll pass them on.
As for Bill, didn't he have a prostate exam once? Or am I thinking of someone else?
Posted by: Jennifer at June 17, 2005 12:41 PMI vividly remember his description of his prostate exam, the conversation between him and the doctor, the pain, the humiliation, the jokes about buying him a drink. And then there was the drama about whether he had prostate cancer, that was intense.
Oh and weird mental stories about getting naked with his cousins and flaming underwear or something.
Bill had two seperate prostate exams within a week. I found it facinating that someone could go for years with no digits in his ass and then get penetrated twice in a week.
I've actually topped that now. If you go to a teaching hospital, first the professor has a turn and then three others line up for their turn. For me it included two chicks, which made me feel somewhat less violated.
Jen, I hope all is as good as it can be under the circumstances.