Thanks for restoring the visual of Spagg's choad to my cerebral cortex.
Whatever your neighbor does with his bagpipe and a unicycle is eminently more palatable than changing the channel and unexpectedly seeing a saggy nutsack flapping under jims flabby ass on the cable access.
You kids have it easy these days.
First it's blowing bagpipes and then you're riding your unicycle up and down 82nd street blowing anything that gets hung in your face for a dime bag of crystal meth.
Whatever your neighbor does with his bagpipe and a unicycle is eminently more palatable than changing the channel and unexpectedly seeing a saggy nutsack flapping under jims flabby ass on the cable access.
You kids have it easy these days.
He's not a real celebrity. In inner SE, guys like him are a dime a dozen.