George Noory

Art just went down on Sai Baba’s muff.

“Art Bell’s seminal work is a book called “The Quickening””

George Noory’s SEMENAL work got him a lifetime ban at the library….

I think George was referring to the spoon feeding of pap listeners undergo every night under George’s decrepit tutelage of Coast.

George’s Indian name is “Running Turd”.

Literally translated as “Runs Down Leg”.

In the 1970s, George rode Amtrak across the country bareback.

George’s feet smell like Fritos, his armpits smell like onions, and the back of his ears smell like cheese. Throw in some guacamole and George is a walking nacho.

Atlas Shrugged.

George Queefed.

Tommy Inhaled.

George started his broadcasting career as a weatherman for a tv news station in St. Louis. He was fired, though, after promising viewers each night they could expect “7 inches”.

This also caused his divorce.

Ever confused by the intricacies of spelling, instead of boarding the plane to The Dalles, Oregon, George boards a flight to Dallas, Texas.

When he lands, he asks directions to the theater where he’s scheduled to do his live stage show. He’s directed to The Texas Theater where Lee Harvey Oswald was arrested.

George enters without paying for a ticket and is summarily arrested by 30 members of Dallas’ finest.

As he’s frog-marched out of the theater in handcuffs to one of 15 waiting squad cars, George shouts, “I’m just a patsy!” to which a group of 25 to 30 spectators break out in applause, believing they’re watching performance art.

George drives hundreds of miles to rural eastern Arizona outside of a small, Mormon town to the phone booth outside a gas station where Travis Walton called his brother in the middle of the night 6 days after he was abducted…and orders a Domino’s pizza delivery.

FIRED!
....Developing

Long ago as a young lad of 20, George worked at a filling station, as they were called back then; as a full service attendant.

He was fired after a week, however, for repeatedly feeding customers beans and asking if he could pump their gas.

Who? What? When?

Tomorrow night (Saturday night): First half guest with Tricky Dick Syrup will be discussing the mysteries of the pyramids. Could be good. SHOULD be good. (Won’t be good Lol. Actually it might be good with Tricky Dick Canadian Maple Syrup hosting).

GEORGE (to every guest who talks about Egyptian pyramids): (Insert name of guest here), why won’t a pyramid fit into a round hole?

(Silence)…

GEORGE: You know, like in those tests for retarded people?

GUEST: Oh I’m beginning to understand, yes.

Jorch is lubed to the shoulder.

Big Tahhmmeeee is naked on all-fours with a cheese-eating grin.

This can only mean one thing!

It's time to Ring The Anal Bell....

hahahhahahahahahahahahhaha!!!

Won't you please, please tell me what we've learned…
I know it sounds absurd…
Please tell me who I am (man or woman) — Art

Georgelike Productions

George caught explosive diarrhea. He didn’t contract it.. He literally caught it in his hands. Tommy’s. After Taco Bell drive-thru.

Art's growing a set of Ed Shaughnessy side burns .

LOL!!!

At this moment, George is serenading the audience at the Granada Theater in The Dalles, OR with his own personal rendition of “What! What! In the Butt!”