Rodney “I get no respect” Dangerfield died on this day (Oct. 5) in 2004. Now that’s a comedian I can relate to, the more the years pile on me. As the English novelist and playwright J. B. Priestley once said, “There was no respect for youth when I was young, and now that I am old, there is no respect for age — I missed it coming and going.”
Well, better “late” than never, Rodney. I respect you, and I can think of no better way to show it than with these Dangerfield dandies:
Some dog I got. We call him Egypt. In every room he leaves a pyramid.
My psychiatrist told me I was crazy and I said I want a second opinion. He said okay, you’re ugly too.
I’m taking Viagra and drinking prune juice — I don’t know if I’m coming or going.
When I was a kid my parents moved a lot, but I always found them.
I could tell my parents hated me. My bath toys were a toaster and a radio.
I had so many pimples as a kid, one day I fell asleep at the library and when I woke up, a blind man was reading my face.
I haven’t spoken to my wife in years. I didn’t want to interrupt her.
I close with this (click the following): Rodney’s classic stand-up comedy routines.