Godlike Productions - Discussion Forum
Users Online Now: 926 (Who's On?)Visitors Today: 171,622
Pageviews Today: 309,803Threads Today: 138Posts Today: 2,316
04:52 AM


Rate this Thread

Absolute BS Crap Reasonable Nice Amazing
 

George Noory

 
Anonymous Coward
User ID: 84083680
United States
02/22/2024 04:15 AM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: George Noory
Art traded his Geo Metro in for a Kugelpanzer.
 Quoting: Anonymous Coward 85334613

Hahahahahahahahaah What a bizarre invention. Tank ball.

George has an invention, too — Stank ball.
Anonymous Coward
User ID: 84083680
United States
02/22/2024 04:19 AM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: George Noory
Zubrin tonight. Mars Society.
 Quoting: Anonymous Coward 82555055

Yeah, Zubrin sort of sounded “on the ropes”; almost hesitant and on defense with some of his proposals. At one point George said, “Do you really think this can work?” to which Zubrin answered, “Thomas Edison was doubted, as was (he mentioned someone else whose name escapes me).”

I give George credit.. He replied, “Yeah, but they were working in an environment with oxygen!” Lolololol Touché! Mark one up for the Nighthawk.
Anonymous Coward
User ID: 84083680
United States
02/22/2024 04:24 AM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: George Noory
George’s new nickname — The Night Owl, because Linda Howe caught him peering in her window at night with those huge bulging eyes. Try Tepezza, George. Lol If you can also spin your head around 360 degrees, call an exorcist. And if you cough up hairballs with little bone fragments, then I guess we’ll have to start calling you Woodsy — “Give a hoot, don’t pollute (the airwaves).”
Anonymous Coward
User ID: 84083680
United States
02/22/2024 05:01 AM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: George Noory
Art fondly recalls childhood road-trips with his parents and sister, driving around the Great American Southwest, visiting all the scenic national parks.

One of his most cherished memories is stopping by a McDonald's drive-thru in Flagstaff, Arizona and wolfing down a Big Mac, large fry, and large Coke, chased down with an Apple pie.

When everyone in the car was done eating, it was Art’s job — as a boy of 10 years old — to collect all the garbage — burger wrappers, ketchup packets, drink cups, straws, napkins, fries containers.

As they approached the South Rim (no jokes!) of the Grand Canyon, Art’s Dad spotted what they’d driven all this way for — a larger-than-life-sized statue of Iron Eyes Cody — the crying Indian who pleaded with Americans not to litter.

Unable to contain his excitement, Art’s Dad gunned the engine and the Bell family Dodge station wagon increased speed. In the backseat, Art furiously manually unrolled his window. His sister sitting next to him, sat up & forward in her seat. Even Art’s mom was giddy in anticipation.

Art’s dad called in the target coordinates — “Target at our 1 o’clock position. Closing fast. ETA 10 seconds..”

Art picked up the bags of fast food trash he’d collected from that day and the previous day’s expedition.

As the helpless, wooden Indian came into range, Art’s dad swerved to the right, then looped back to the left, giving Art’s pitching arm unfettered access to the wooden statue who was to play catcher against his will.

As the Bell station wagon looped left almost going up on two wheels, Art — in such overexuberant giddiness — almost wet his pants in glee as he threw out all the accumulated trash of the last two days from his backseat window. Owing to all the ketchup packets, much of the trash stuck to Iron Eyes Cody’s face and torso as Art’s youthful arm struck its target dead-on.

In unison, the car erupted in shrieks of delight from adult and child alike. “Good work, son!” shouted Art’s dad. “What a shot!” echoed Art’s mom. “You really nailed that injun!” complimented Art’s sister.

The shrill frenzy of joy and satisfaction continued as Art’s dad excitedly made a U-turn — again almost going up on two wheels — as they drove back past the now violated Indian statue without even having visited the Grand Canyon at all.

As they passed Iron Eyes again, their handiwork was clearer to see and the shouts & howls of laughter echoed through the juniper-studded mesas. Big Mac wrappers covered his face, a French fry — with ketchup on the end — hung from his waist like a tiny, limp, skinny penis. A drink cup landed on one of the feathers on his head. Art’s sister had barely drunk any of her chocolate malt; its content lays beneath Cody’s legs on the ground, looking like a horrendous case of diarrhea. A proud, noble icon of the American West was reduced to being the donkey in a game of pin-the-trash on the Indian.

“What a day!” uttered an exhausted Art. “I love you guys.”

“Love you, too, son,” responded Art’s dad.

“These road trips are experiences we’ll cherish forever,” mused the mother.

“I can’t wait to tell my friends!” chirped Art’s sister.

After a few moments’ pause to reflect on their afternoon of fun, Art’s Dad glanced in his rear view mirror, raised up his sunglasses, and said, “Who wants to do Yosemite tomorrow?!”

“Me! Me! Me! Me! Me! Me!” rang out from the backseat.

“I hear the statue there is even bigger!” said Art’s dad.

(Raucous cheering throughout the car)

The End.
Anonymous Coward
User ID: 84083680
United States
02/22/2024 05:41 AM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: George Noory
Anonymous Coward
User ID: 85036502
United States
02/22/2024 05:56 AM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: George Noory
Lake Manly Pee Hole
Anonymous Coward
User ID: 76605456
Canada
02/22/2024 07:22 AM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: George Noory
George’s new nickname — The Night Owl, because Linda Howe caught him peering in her window at night with those huge bulging eyes. Try Tepezza, George. Lol If you can also spin your head around 360 degrees, call an exorcist. And if you cough up hairballs with little bone fragments, then I guess we’ll have to start calling you Woodsy — “Give a hoot, don’t pollute (the airwaves).”
 Quoting: Anonymous Coward 84083680


“No Woodsy! Don’t touch my pee pee!”
4th Mesa

User ID: 86119027
Australia
02/22/2024 08:25 AM

Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: George Noory
Unfortunate typo in the RELATIONSHIPS section of the LA Times;

"Radio host Jorch Noory and his producer Tahhmm Donghoister are reportedly engorged"

jerkit
4th Mesa ~
"Jorch Noory is my spiritual guide"
Anonymous Coward
User ID: 86865205
United States
02/22/2024 08:53 AM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: George Noory
Unfortunate typo in the RELATIONSHIPS section of the LA Times;

"Radio host Jorch Noory and his producer Tahhmm Donghoister are reportedly engorged"

jerkit
 Quoting: 4th Mesa

lmao lmao lmao
Anonymous Coward
User ID: 86865205
United States
02/22/2024 08:53 AM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: George Noory
George’s new nickname — The Night Owl, because Linda Howe caught him peering in her window at night with those huge bulging eyes. Try Tepezza, George. Lol If you can also spin your head around 360 degrees, call an exorcist. And if you cough up hairballs with little bone fragments, then I guess we’ll have to start calling you Woodsy — “Give a hoot, don’t pollute (the airwaves).”
 Quoting: Anonymous Coward 84083680


“No Woodsy! Don’t touch my pee pee!”
 Quoting: Anonymous Coward 76605456

lol
Anonymous Coward
User ID: 86865205
United States
02/22/2024 08:54 AM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: George Noory
Engorgio Tsoukalos
Anonymous Coward
User ID: 86865205
United States
02/22/2024 11:54 AM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: George Noory
George took a b.m. break and cued up an old interview with John B.M. Smells to cover for him.
Anonymous Coward
User ID: 86865205
United States
02/22/2024 11:57 AM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: George Noory
Jorch is down to play LEE HARVEY ODDBALL in the comedy-drama "Hey Zapruder, got any OTHER movies?"

 Quoting: 4th Mesa
Anonymous Coward
User ID: 86873907
United States
02/22/2024 11:57 AM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: George Noory
WOW!
Anonymous Coward
User ID: 86865205
United States
02/22/2024 12:00 PM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: George Noory
Art only quit C2C after suffering a terrible personal blow.

Jorch has apologised for the BJ but claims it wasn't all that bad.

Anyway, he says, it got him the gig....

jerkit
 Quoting: 4th Mesa
Anonymous Coward
User ID: 86865205
United States
02/22/2024 12:01 PM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: George Noory
WOW!
 Quoting: Anonymous Coward 86873907

Sham Wow? Vince (aka Ofer Shlomi from Haifa, Israel)?
Anonymous Coward
User ID: 86865205
United States
02/22/2024 12:02 PM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: George Noory
Art was disappointed when he went to see Pacific Rim 2 , he was expecting a totally different movie .
 Quoting: Michael Bhey 63286947
Anonymous Coward
User ID: 86865205
United States
02/22/2024 12:06 PM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: George Noory
Jarch has Louie Anderson thighs!
 Quoting: Anonymous Coward 63286947
Anonymous Coward
User ID: 86865205
United States
02/22/2024 12:07 PM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: George Noory
Why didn’t the Jew bet on the cockfight?

He didn’t have any skin in the game.

rimshot
Anonymous Coward
User ID: 78985198
United States
02/22/2024 03:05 PM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: George Noory
George’s new nickname — The Night Owl, because Linda Howe caught him peering in her window at night with those huge bulging eyes. Try Tepezza, George. Lol If you can also spin your head around 360 degrees, call an exorcist. And if you cough up hairballs with little bone fragments, then I guess we’ll have to start calling you Woodsy — “Give a hoot, don’t pollute (the airwaves).”
 Quoting: Anonymous Coward 84083680


LOL! laugh LOL ! laugh LOL !
Anonymous Coward
User ID: 78985198
United States
02/22/2024 03:10 PM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: George Noory
Art fondly recalls childhood road-trips with his parents and sister, driving around the Great American Southwest, visiting all the scenic national parks.

One of his most cherished memories is stopping by a McDonald's drive-thru in Flagstaff, Arizona and wolfing down a Big Mac, large fry, and large Coke, chased down with an Apple pie.

When everyone in the car was done eating, it was Art’s job — as a boy of 10 years old — to collect all the garbage — burger wrappers, ketchup packets, drink cups, straws, napkins, fries containers.

As they approached the South Rim (no jokes!) of the Grand Canyon, Art’s Dad spotted what they’d driven all this way for — a larger-than-life-sized statue of Iron Eyes Cody — the crying Indian who pleaded with Americans not to litter.

Unable to contain his excitement, Art’s Dad gunned the engine and the Bell family Dodge station wagon increased speed. In the backseat, Art furiously manually unrolled his window. His sister sitting next to him, sat up & forward in her seat. Even Art’s mom was giddy in anticipation.

Art’s dad called in the target coordinates — “Target at our 1 o’clock position. Closing fast. ETA 10 seconds..”

Art picked up the bags of fast food trash he’d collected from that day and the previous day’s expedition.

As the helpless, wooden Indian came into range, Art’s dad swerved to the right, then looped back to the left, giving Art’s pitching arm unfettered access to the wooden statue who was to play catcher against his will.

As the Bell station wagon looped left almost going up on two wheels, Art — in such overexuberant giddiness — almost wet his pants in glee as he threw out all the accumulated trash of the last two days from his backseat window. Owing to all the ketchup packets, much of the trash stuck to Iron Eyes Cody’s face and torso as Art’s youthful arm struck its target dead-on.

In unison, the car erupted in shrieks of delight from adult and child alike. “Good work, son!” shouted Art’s dad. “What a shot!” echoed Art’s mom. “You really nailed that injun!” complimented Art’s sister.

The shrill frenzy of joy and satisfaction continued as Art’s dad excitedly made a U-turn — again almost going up on two wheels — as they drove back past the now violated Indian statue without even having visited the Grand Canyon at all.

As they passed Iron Eyes again, their handiwork was clearer to see and the shouts & howls of laughter echoed through the juniper-studded mesas. Big Mac wrappers covered his face, a French fry — with ketchup on the end — hung from his waist like a tiny, limp, skinny penis. A drink cup landed on one of the feathers on his head. Art’s sister had barely drunk any of her chocolate malt; its content lays beneath Cody’s legs on the ground, looking like a horrendous case of diarrhea. A proud, noble icon of the American West was reduced to being the donkey in a game of pin-the-trash on the Indian.

“What a day!” uttered an exhausted Art. “I love you guys.”

“Love you, too, son,” responded Art’s dad.

“These road trips are experiences we’ll cherish forever,” mused the mother.

“I can’t wait to tell my friends!” chirped Art’s sister.

After a few moments’ pause to reflect on their afternoon of fun, Art’s Dad glanced in his rear view mirror, raised up his sunglasses, and said, “Who wants to do Yosemite tomorrow?!”

“Me! Me! Me! Me! Me! Me!” rang out from the backseat.

“I hear the statue there is even bigger!” said Art’s dad.

(Raucous cheering throughout the car)

The End.
 Quoting: Anonymous Coward 84083680


LOL!!!!!!!!!! Instant Gold! Roasters hall of fame first ballot !!!!!!!!
epiclol
siren2
Anonymous Coward
User ID: 78985198
United States
02/22/2024 03:16 PM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: George Noory
Zubrin tonight. Mars Society.
 Quoting: Anonymous Coward 82555055

Yeah, Zubrin sort of sounded “on the ropes”; almost hesitant and on defense with some of his proposals. At one point George said, “Do you really think this can work?” to which Zubrin answered, “Thomas Edison was doubted, as was (he mentioned someone else whose name escapes me).”

I give George credit.. He replied, “Yeah, but they were working in an environment with oxygen!” Lolololol Touché! Mark one up for the Nighthawk.
 Quoting: Anonymous Coward 84083680


We're never going to Mars. Zubrin sounded as bad as Noory last night. tired and dejected. and quite frankly what good would it do to go? a bunch of people drinking their own recycled piss and eating food grown in exrement? kind of sounds like Arts kind of place. lol j/k Art we love ya. There is nothing to do there. just to do those stupid high school science experiments like they do on the international fake station? give it up already. no one cares about space.
Anonymous Coward
User ID: 78985198
United States
02/22/2024 03:19 PM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: George Noory
Imagine travelling 87 million miles in a capsule build by a company that makes $100k golf carts. that go on fire in your garage .
Anonymous Coward
User ID: 61836051
Canada
02/22/2024 03:36 PM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: George Noory
George has taken the bull by the horns and begun a keto style diet.

Right now he’s been on a hot dog diet for a couple weeks. Hot dogs three times a day.

Tahmee noticed a slimmer and more vigorous George, so he wanted to help.

TD: “Where do you get your dogs?”

GN:”The big Polish Hot dogs from Costco!”

TD: “Well George, I’m headed there tomorrow, you want me to pick up a couple of packs?”

GN:”Naw, but thanks. It’s been two weeks and I’m still on the first hot dog,”

True story.
Anonymous Coward
User ID: 82475422
United States
02/22/2024 05:57 PM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: George Noory
Odysseus lander looking for that Lunare Gloryhole.
Anonymous Coward
User ID: 82475422
United States
02/22/2024 05:58 PM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: George Noory
Odysseus lander looking for that Lunar Gloryhole.
 Quoting: Anonymous Coward 82475422
4th Mesa

User ID: 86119027
Australia
02/22/2024 08:56 PM

Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: George Noory
Odysseus lander looking for that Lunare Gloryhole.
 Quoting: Anonymous Coward 82475422


Jorch has landed on Big Tahhmmeeee's flabby white mountainous "moon" every morning since the 60's....
4th Mesa ~
"Jorch Noory is my spiritual guide"
4th Mesa

User ID: 86119027
Australia
02/22/2024 09:10 PM

Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: George Noory
There's been a lot of criticism about the quality of the guests on C2C in recent times; shills, quacks, no-names, frauds etc etc.

Mostly about the male guests.

But Jorch stands behind every one of them.




And he has the sexual complaints to prove it.


speedbananbananasexbdancesidewaysspeedbananbananasexbdancesidewaysspeedbananbananasexbdancesidewaysspeedbananbananasexbdancesideways
4th Mesa ~
"Jorch Noory is my spiritual guide"
Anonymous Coward
User ID: 86865205
United States
02/22/2024 11:17 PM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: George Noory
Zubrin tonight. Mars Society.
 Quoting: Anonymous Coward 82555055

Yeah, Zubrin sort of sounded “on the ropes”; almost hesitant and on defense with some of his proposals. At one point George said, “Do you really think this can work?” to which Zubrin answered, “Thomas Edison was doubted, as was (he mentioned someone else whose name escapes me).”

I give George credit.. He replied, “Yeah, but they were working in an environment with oxygen!” Lolololol Touché! Mark one up for the Nighthawk.
 Quoting: Anonymous Coward 84083680


We're never going to Mars. Zubrin sounded as bad as Noory last night. tired and dejected. and quite frankly what good would it do to go? a bunch of people drinking their own recycled piss and eating food grown in exrement? kind of sounds like Arts kind of place. lol j/k Art we love ya. There is nothing to do there. just to do those stupid high school science experiments like they do on the international fake station? give it up already. no one cares about space.
 Quoting: Anonymous Coward 78985198

clappa
Anonymous Coward
User ID: 86865205
United States
02/22/2024 11:18 PM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: George Noory
Imagine travelling 87 million miles in a capsule build by a company that makes $100k golf carts. that go on fire in your garage .
 Quoting: Anonymous Coward 78985198

lolsign





GLP