Don Imus
No more Imus In The Morning. Or afternoon or evening for that matter. Cheer up. He was an asshole.
For the 32nd year running, our fondest farewells to the recently departed. If they were on anybody’s list, or mattered at all, they’re here. Looking for everybody? Try the Directory.
No more Imus In The Morning. Or afternoon or evening for that matter. Cheer up. He was an asshole.
"Goodbye, Dolly!" is the easy way out. We'll go with, "Looks like he got a little too much Christmas."
He was a scandal-free, beloved college football coach who finished his career with a winning record. At Iowa.
Until June 2017, he wrote a weekly newspaper column titled "Reports of My Death...". Sounds like our kind of guy.
He convinced audiences that he loved Bea Arthur, which makes him a legendary actor.
His first solo album was Ginger Baker at his Best and his last was just called Why? If that isn't some hardcore rockstar shit right there, we don't know what is.
His nickname was "the crying comedian", and his signature move was throwing confetti around. Yeah - we got nothing.
She was the first black woman to star in a TV show (in 1968) in a non-servant role. She won an Academy Award for Best Actress. She worked with women at the LA Mission for decades. And she survived breast cancer. All of that is incredibly impressive, but there's just no getting around it: that is a RIDICULOUS way to spell Diane.
The only thing he had more of than corruption charges were girlfriends. Can't decide if we like him or not.
Built a hotel empire, was huge in aviation, started the American Football League, which eventually merged with the NFL and created the Suoer Bowl, had 8 kids, 15 grandkids, and was a solid philanthropist. And somehow his vapid granddaughter gets all the press. That SUCKS.
Her full name was Mary Martha Corinne Morrison Claiborne Roberts. We'd have probably gone with Cokie too. Just because it was long. Not because of what you are thinking about us right now.
He resigned as the leader of Zimbabwe, right in the middle of his impeachment hearings.
Just sayin'.
Farted Open
Raped Often
Deaf Pen Rot
Sometimes when we can't think of an obituary for someone, we just come up with anagrams for their name.
Reaped Font
Patron Feed
Defeat Porn
Now is one of those times.
Aside from Blade Runner, we think his greatest performance was multiple appearances in something called "Direct to DVD"
In the matter of Grim Reaper v. Stevens, the finding is for the plaintiff.
He invented Big League Chew. Remember that? Strands of bubble gum, that came in a pouch that made you feel like a real big time ball player chewing tobacco. Sure - they lost flavor in like 4 seconds, but that was a glorious 4 seconds. You felt yourself right up there on the mound, ready to deliver a smoking fastball right over the plate to win game 7 of the World Series. It was transformational. And Jim invented it.
Anyway, he's dead.
Remember when we all thought he was too crazy to run for President? Boy - those were the days, huh?
A distinguished acting career, and he'll be bets remember for playing both a Nazi soldier and a horny old man who hit on Ruth Buzzi. Congrats, Arte.
A legend in the automotive industry. Ugly as a mud fence, but a legend.
The only "Crime of the Century" is how this self-absorbed socialite got famous in the first place.
Roger Ebert once said "I believe Franco Zeffirelli's Romeo and Juliet is the most exciting film of Shakespeare ever made" Well, jeez. There you go then.
They called him"The Jackie Robinson Of Jewish-American Fiction". We have no idea what that means but assume it is something awesome.
Loosely translated, his name means "He who is the leader of those who would follow, and will rule over the will of the people, and also looks like a Duck."
For 11 points: who cheated like a punk on game shows in the 50s while disgracing his family name?
Bass player for a fake band. This is one of those days for us.
Her sister picked better husbands, and that's saying something.
He ran for President 8 times. He was the FIRST proof than any crazy nutbag can run for President.
Two first names, like 10 drunk driving convictions, a secret prosthetic leg, AND they waited a MONTH to point out that he was dead. What was the DEAL with this guy?
Her big catchphrase was "Good luck with your MOUTH!" - so, umm, yeah.
There’s simply nothing funny about a well-respected pitching coach.
And for our first stiff of the year - a fake stuntman. AWESOME.
Talk about bad luck. First, she's born a Brit. Then, her husband is exposed as the central figure in a big sex and security scandal, but it happens 30 years before Hard Copy, so she can't cash in. Now she's dead, and she's only on one list! What a pisser.