Requiescat In Pace: Don Rickles

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Don Rickles, the master of insult comedy, has died at 90.  Unlike lesser practitioners of that comedic black art, Rickles’ barbs were clever and not mean-spirited.  A World War II veteran, he was married for 52 years to his one and only wife.  I will miss him.

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  1. RIP, funny man. I think about people who got a smile out of him, when things were pretty bleak. People who knew him said he was a nice man.

    Only thing, I doubt he would have roasted Chuck Norris.

  2. Growing up and watching him slam his peers was gut splitting funny. Quick and to the core he had incredible timing and wit. Indeed, Rest in Peace Mr. Rickles.

  3. Rickles was funny without being vulgar. Nobody roasts Chuck Norris. Chuck Norris does not roast Chuck Norris.

  4. Pickles, like so many of the great comedians, had a sense of the absurd. We laughed because he told the truth about our common humanity with
    barbs that had no sting.

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