Okay, I admit I don't have a good George Carlin Story.
My oldest friend I've known since the eigth grade. We both attended the same college and graduated with the same major.
Over the years we've worked a few of the same jobs and still hang out together and have a beer or catch a movie once a week or so.
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He's laughed with me (often at me) through every girlfriend I've ever had and he was laughing and cracking jokes with me when I met my wife. Honestly, it's still kind of surprising how that turned out.
The first semester of college when we did a lot of things we shouldn't (but thankfully enough of the things we should), we played a lot of George Carlin. Going to school every morning we played George Carlin over and over and over until we could have done his bits from memory.
I remember laughing out loud at the same jokes we might have heard a hundred times.
My condolences to all the family, friends and fans of George Carlin. I'm saddened by his passing.
It's too bad I don't have a good George Carlin story. I've got stories of people, places and things from a particular time of my life and all I can do is notice how much he was a part of the soundtrack to everything from then.
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