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Commentators of the Week!

Hooray for the Commentators to the Marty Wombacher Show! You really add a dimension to the show and I appreciate all of you people leaving them. And the list is growing! We now have so many Commentators, I can only leave one comment apiece or this would go on forever, but believe me I read and appreciate every single one, and so does everyone else. So enjoy this week’s spotlight comments and I’ll see you all back here at the crack of noon!

Cheers,

Marty

P.S. And I know not everyone likes to comment, so those of you who are "silent" audience members, I appreciate you stopping by as well!

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I hate to break the news to Heide but that warm wonderful feeling was me peeing on her skirt! It was not intentional! I am sorry!
Professor Dungpie, Fountainhead of Enlightement

tuesdays always make me think of cheeseburgers. except tuesday weld. she always makes me think of cocoa puffs, which make me think of cuckoo clocks, which make me think of coo coo ca choo, which makes me think of the walrus. and...scene.
biff

Knock Knock. Who's there? Kojak! Kojak who? Kojak up the car, I've got a flat tire!
Michelle Ruffin-Stein

oh and the guy who invented vienna red hots should whack you across the head for even suggesting ketchup to ruin his wonderful delicacy!
Gidget

Mustard is a gas! (cough, cough, cough.)
tiefighter25

Suck a fat baby's dick!
Boris

looks like a fun place,marty. but i have found the best seats are always on the floor.
tom murray

Marty, I LOVE "The Marty Wombacher Show Theme" by Slim Volume!Great, muthafuckas! Hellllooooooo?!??!!
Marty (Louisville)

Its fun to stay at the YMCA. Unless you REALLY live there full time. Then it blows monkey snot.
Joey D

I think the sub-conscience buzzing sounds of electronics put some people to sleep. You can't ever hear it, but it's there.
On the other hand, I hear the economy is getting so bad that companies are starting to hire up dead people. They fill a need to make it look like a place is thriving with enough employees, but the company doesn't actually have to pay them, and the sexual harassment law-suits are rather minimal. *wince*

drum roll please......yes, Letterman, you may use my Joke
Heide

And now you and Portia are engaged, right?!
cfo

u r funny biff! your comments crack me up! :D
amy

Marty,
Oh come on man, Rehab is a great name for a rock & roll place. Good lord even I spent 30 days at Betty Fords!! :)
George (Crawdaddy) Long

Say, "sleazy cheese!"
Gene

"The kid's no trooper!" One of my favorite sayings ever! They do not make actors like W.C. Fields anymore. Vaudeville is dead. Can you imagine if Brad Pitt could sing, dance, juggle and do acrobats and still be able to drink like that?
Ash

Brad Elvis is in The Handcuffs? Isn't he the same guy that drums for The Romantics?
eme

On occasion Brad fills in for Elaine Orwell on drums. Marty, great stuff here. I read it every day. keep up the great work. Funny!
Gilby Wombacher

You rock!
Aleksandra

I'd heard the fortune cookie story, but hadn't seen the photos...wow, it's like seeing pictures of the moon landing!! Legend comes to life! Cool stuff. Who can't love fortune cookies after Mexican food? (That doesn't bring any kind of bad luck, does it?) ;-)

Glad the mini-cam video was useful! It doesn't do the sound justice, but trust me when I say The Handcuffs were awesome...
Aaron

I've yet to come across those "Chicken in a Biskit" crackers! Nothing quite screams 'processed food' like the idea of an aerosol can full of cheese!
DogNose

Hello? Hello? Yuks. But what's going on in the background in your apartment, Martin? Sounds like a retarded adolescent girl being tortured. Now how could that be? M. H.
Michael Hunt

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Comments

[amy]

i love your site! LOL!! @ everything!!

[Michelle Ruffin-Stein]

An older man walks into a bar wearing a stovepipe hat, a waistcoat and a phony beard. He sits down at a bar and orders a drink. As the bartender sets it down, he asks, "Going to a party?"

"Yeah, a costume party," the man answers, "I'm supposed to come dressed as my love life."

"But you look like Abe Lincoln," protests the bartender.

"That's right. My last four scores were seven years ago."