QUOTE(closeup @ Nov 24 2006, 04:01 PM)
It was Maury Povitch. It aired yesterday but I missed it. What a fucked-up deal that turned out to be. My brother was going to pick up the furniture from Ikea in New Jersey on the way back to Maine from New Orleans. They wanted to know when he was going to get to the warehouse and on Tuesday morning I told them he'd be there Friday. Thursday eve I get a call saying they can't figure out what furniture to load, can't get ahold of the person who would know and would my brother mind waiting until Monday to pick it up. I said no way was my brother going to sit in Newark NJ for three days because someone can't get their collective head out of their asses and get the stuff out on the loading dock. I told them if the stuff isn't on the dock by 4pm, I was going to instruct my brother to just keep heading north. Which is what happened. The Maury Show was all pissed at me saying my company was already mentioned on the show, they couldn't edit it out. blah, blah, blah. I basically told them they had three days to bring about 10 boxes from the front of the store to the back and they couldn't get it done so too fucking bad. Find someone else to haul the stuff. Anyway, here's where it gets weird. The following Sunday, I'm sitting at my favorite watering hole having a few beers and watching the Patriots on TV. This guy sitting next to me at the bar says to me, practically out of the blue, that his house burned down over the summer. I ask him if he was the one on the Maury show and he says he was. I tell him he's not getting his furniture delivered by me and run the story above by him. He looks disappointed but doesn't really say much. Then, on Monday, I get a call from a guy asking where his Ikea furniture is and when I'm going to deliver it. I'm like, WTF man, didn't I just explain to you yesterday that I wasn't delivering it? He doesn't know what I'm talking about. He's never been in that bar. He's 6'4" and 250lbs. The guy in the bar is maybe 150lbs. I couldn't fucking believe what I was hearing. The guy in the bar totally bullshitted me into beleiving he was the guy on the Maury show. Why would anyone do that? So, to sum it all up, fuck Maury and his shitty show.

Well I knew it was
A talkshow.
Anyway, that's one messed up story.
maybe you should go on Springer and tell it
QUOTE(bondiguy @ Nov 24 2006, 04:17 PM)
Yeah but springer always guarantees a pair of breasts haha
and how! I never miss his PPV specials. Next Door Nikki got naked for the first time on his show.
QUOTE(closeup @ Nov 24 2006, 04:28 PM)
If you want something interesting to read, go to "The Smoking Gun" and read about Maury's 100 million sexual harassment suit. One of the associate produces claims that as part of her job she had to tape female guests breasts together to make them appear larger. She got the nickname "The tape lady" She was also told to go into bars and proposition married men and she if she could talk them into having sex with her. She's a 26 year old blonde with big tits so she had quite a few takers. Naturally, it was all being taped. Anyway, that's just two things, there's five pages worth of stuff in the deposition.
That's crazy. Isn't that entrapment or blackmail or something? Although I doubt the wives of the men who fucked the tape lady cared what it was.
I always knew Maury was a shady character. Springer is pure salt of the earth!