When he started out, figure skating was really boring. He's among the pioneers who invented what it is today. This guy landed the first double axel AND the first triple of any kind. After retiring he became a commentator for TV broadcasts of the Olympics, an important job because how else are you going to know wtf just happened?
My favorite memory of him is when there was a skater named Nobunaga. I said "Nobody else will make the connection to the Sengoku era daimyo because they're not quirky like me." And then Peepee Button says "He was named after the famous historical figure Oda Nobunaga. And he sure has the same grit and determination to win." So I say "Well at least there's one thing I know about that he doesn't. The Nobunaga's Ambition series of games." And then he says "You may know him from many popular video games, including the Nobunaga's Ambition series."
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Haha what a funny name
Oh nvm it's the word filter
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RIP Brian "Peepee" Buttono
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Forgot to mention his promotion of the comfy patterned winter sweater.
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There's even one for me!
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Didn that recent plane crash was full of skaters too? Who is taking out skaters and why? I hope Tony Hawk will stay safe at least. I liked that ps2 game
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It must be the Starwhackers who Randy Quaid was trying to warn us about.
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The only thing I know him from is his cameo in Animaniacs when Yakko is singing the dictionary
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That was a good show!
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You will never be an Egyptian.
You have no tomb, you have no pyramid, you have no priests. You are a mortal man twisted by bandages and embalming fluid into a crude mockery of nature's perfection.
All the "validation" you get is jackal-faced and heavy-hearted. Behind your back people mock you. Your ancestors are disgusted and ashamed of you, your "viziers" laugh at your dehydrated appearance behind boobytrapped doors.
Anthropologists are utterly bored by you. Thousands of years of dessication have allowed them to analyze frauds with incredible efficiency. Even pharaohs who "pass" look uncanny and unnatural to a scientist. Your bone structure is a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to get a drunk deity home with you, he'll turn tail and bolt the second he gets a whiff of your diseased, infected brain cavity.
You will never be happy. You wrench out a fake smile every single morning and tell yourself it's going to be ok, but deep inside you feel the depression creeping up like a weed, ready to crush you under the unbearable weight.
Eventually it'll be too much to bear - you'll buy a solar barge, grab an oar, grip it tightly, and plunge it into the cold Nile. Your parents will find you, heartbroken but relieved that they no longer have to live with the unbearable shame and disappointment. They'll bury you with a headstone marked with your birth name, and every passerby for the rest of eternity will know a mortal is buried there. Your body will decay and go back to the dust, and all that will remain of your legacy is a skeleton that is unmistakably mortal.
This is your fate. This is what you chose. There is no turning back.
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https://apnews.com/article/peepee-button-dead-figure-skating-892b9b339e96411499c8864d8737b219:
ghostarchive.org
archive.org
archive.ph (click to archive)
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