I thought about maybe going out and picking up a Subway turkey melt, but then I a was all like, meh, I don’t really feel much like driving — so I ate a couple slices of leftover sausage pizza and whacked off to “Three’s Company,” instead.
Now I’m thinking maybe a nap. Or a Subway turkey melt, if I somehow get really really motivated.
Wait. Was that out loud?
“Three’s Company” . That’s a nasty jones you’ve got going.
Because what I meant to say was that I was going to do all that, but instead I wrestled an alligator. To save a burning orphanage.
ohnoes don’t taze Xander, bro
Not a hot oven looking at her choose two, whether she acknowledges it or not. Just not looking…
So, a Bobby Ewing shower day?
Never knew Don Knotts had such a following . . . I keed, I keed.
Dude, what the fuck? I really didn’t need quite that much information.
Subway? That’s just wrong, bro.
I swore off anything healthy except for sushi, sashimi, and ceviche today.
Never heard it called that before.
This Big Bang show cracks me up.
Turkey Melt? No wonder you too lazy to go. Sweet Chicken Teriyaki is where it’s at.
I do not see a problem with this.
I went a step farther and turned my routine into an ad campaign. But I edited out jerking off to Threes Company.
Did the alligator start the fire? They were pretty unruly already without this arson development.
So I’m sitting here, halfway listening to the tube, and just as I open up the page, I hear “Five….five dollar….five dollar foot lonnnnnnng….
I may never return to the Subway. Though I still love Chrissie.
We didn’t start the fire.
It’s been always burning since the world’s been turning.
It was Tim Tebow bh, I saw him playing with matches out back.
Heh, I hope he’s caught then, sdferr. Then maybe he’ll drop to the third round and the Packers can run the wildcat a couple of times next season.
“Dammit, Janet, I love you.”
….?
Oops, sorry, crosstalk in the ether.
heh, I saw a headline that seemed to imply the hapless Redskins want him bh. I dunno, I thought they had a good h-back already?
Personally, I want it to have all been a ruse, sdferr. First regular season game for his new team and they reveal him to be a middle linebacker in the mold of a Butkus. Just a mean, nasty SOB.
That was a great man in his day. An American through and through, I thought. A striver.
Butkus is an Illini. That is all.
So was Ray Nitschke, oddly enough.
Ray had more interceptions. Just saying.
Yeah, they were good at clubbing people with their forearms, but did either of those Neandertal’s have the wherewithal to start a bon-fire in a Swamp?
And Red Grange. Ron Zuk is pissing on our history.
Football players turned actors. This one is from my school when I was there. Bubba Smith.
Who was the first, anybody know? Surely it wasn’t the only recently departed Merlin?
Alex Karras perhaps?
He would have got in on the Paper Tiger action I’ll bet. But I’d guess there may have been earlier pioneers.
That was 1968.
I’m sure there were some at the start of films.
Say rather, Lion! duh. sorry there
Sounds like a particularly nasty fungus..
Pragmatic transvestites? Unabashed tighty whiteys?
Lips and toast?
Yet another time warp?
Ding ding ding, winnah.
He wasn’t the first by a long shot, but let’s not forget John Matuszak. Not bad, within his (limited) range of acting ability.
Golic was on Saved By The Bell – the college years.
Excuse me while I denounce and flog myself for knowing that.
The earliest credit I’ve been able to find so far is for Jim Brown in 1964, that is, as an actor not playing himself. Rio Conchos. Whether someone else is earlier, I dunno.
Here’s one guys ranking of quite a few Pro football players turned actor.
Frank Gifford, 1951
Burt Reynolds first acted in 1959. He was drafted by the Colts but I am unsure if he ever played, he had a knee injury and a car accident while still in college.
This is all of course Pro-football players. If we went to college players we could go back to the beginning of film.
Yep, just ran into a guy named Allan Lane who was a college player turned film actor by 1929. He later voiced Mr. Ed.
And some guy named Marion Morrison on football scholarship at USC ’25-27, aka John Wayne working in 1926.
Wayne I knew of.
Which episode? The one where the boss’s wife mistakenly thinks Jack is being neglected by his wife Teri or the one where Janet gets felt up by her dance teacher?
Was it an early Suzanne Somers or later Patricia Barnes ep?
Either’d be the OK way to go turkey in that Joyce DeWitt sandwich melt.