How come every time I check my tires they're bald.

I don't know any better way to put it.

I don't have a lot of pictures from the last few gigs...cause they've sucked. People find new and original ways to fuck me at every turn. Even when the show goes well, some bald headed LA scumbag with a ponytail makes off with half your ticket sales and points his finger at the station rep.

The moral is never trust a man with a framed picture of George W Bush on his wall.

A patch of rough road separates the club comics from the roaddogs and old Adam "No Cancellation Clause" Hammer turns out to be a bad LA Stereotype. The kind of glad handing duschbag who calls yuh brother right before he fucks you in the ass. He died of terminal VD out on the trail. We thought about burrying him but there was a sale on MGD at walmart. When last I saw him a badger was nawing at his scrotum, and I thought it couldn't of happend to a better guy.
So it's official, nothing good comes from LA.
So Richie's back.

And he aint alone. I've added some Seattle buddies of mine

Rodger Lizaola, and the BIG NEWS!!!
In October GOD joins the Hangover tour.

James Heneghen joins the Just Another Hangover Tour, to help us take on Texas, and the rest of the middle of nowhere.