Who could be madder than the Motor City Madman?
The ‘Nuge got on the famed Royal Flush couch for a therapy session straight to the heart of darkness! He’s tried and he’s true; he’s Ted, white and blue!
WHO ARE YOU HATING MOST THESE DAYS, MISTER NUGENT?
Pam Anderson. Pam, if you get the dick out of your mouth for 2 minutes, you’re telling me I can’t eat venison? You don’t authorize venison? Here’s the point, this is what I want somewhere in your little interview. My name is Ted Nugent and because of Pam Anderson and because of Bill Maher and because of Paul McCartney, all the members of Peta, whenever I hear the word animal or rights in the same paragraph, I’m killing an extra hundred of something this year. I have unlimited deer tags in Michigan and Texas, and I don’t even need to kill them really, but I’m going to for Bill Maher. I’m not just killing them I’m fucking slaughtering them and I’m going to gut them and skin them, quarter them and butcher them and feed them to the soup kitchen and homeless shelters of America. Not because I need to, because it will cause Bill Maher to shit blood. That’s my goal in life.
YOU REALLY DISLIKE BILL MAHER…
I’m gonna take off one of my Deep Vibram sole boots and I’m gonna take out my knife and I’m gonna scrape the remains of dead vermin onto his desk and he can find out where his rights start. It’s funnier than Richard Pryor on fire. I’m stymied to come up with anything funnier than people who think animals have rights. Just stick an arrow through their lungs.
I THINK THAT BARACK HUSSEIN OBAMA SHOULD BE PUT IN JAIL
EVER THOUGHT OF TRYING TO GO VEGAN?
If I really wanted to maximize the death toll, I would go into business creating tofu for the vegetarians. ’Cause in order to create tofu, you have to take that wonderful giant tractor, you have to go across that field and every songbird, every gopher, every squirrel, every turtle, every rabbit, every mouse, every shrew, every snake, every bug, everything there must die.