A few have contacted me with the theory this is all a ruse and I am actually announcing my guests.
1. NONE OF THESE PEOPLE WILL BE ON THE WOOTACULAR!
2. Yes, there really will be a Wootacular.
3. Yes, so far I am my only guest.
4. I will not pretend I am sick and cancel the Wootacular.
If asked, I will serve as a guest on the WOOTACULAR. I will be ready to discuss my memoires which are actively being shopped around Hollywood, even though I have yet to complete them, my single handed efforts to support single mothers (if pressed, I will discuss what my
other hand is doing while I support those single mothers), give on air cooking demo, on air demo of lip ups (men, strong lips will make your woman
sing!) Discuss relevant topics, moot points, the fucking French and their betamale culture, the paintings of Van Gogh, writings of Voltaire and our Founding Fathers, who's your daddy, post mortem ART sightings, GNS, Firearm selection, 1970 Dodge Chargers, Your moms, Broadway productions, Meatloaf (the singer, idiots) survival gardening, water purification, agenda 21, the Clinton Criminal Cartel, the Bermuda triangle, Building 7, this one time, in Ramadi, I picked up this 'AK, conjure up the spirit of ART FUCKING BELL, sing of my love for LoneVoice's avatar, conjure up a boner, air guitar for the audience, Discuss seegars and spirits (the drinking kind, morons) lead a sing along of 'Blood Upon the Risers, and soooo much more.
Put me in coach, I'm ready to play.