Andy Rooney Says Goodbye, Grumpily


As expected, the internet’s favorite grumpy old man said goodbye to us all last night, and he did it in the hyper-ornery manner that has become his trademark.

I may have given the impression that I don’t care what anyone else thinks, but I do care. I care a lot. I have always hoped people will like what I’ve written. Being liked is nice but it’s not my intent.

I spent my first 50 years trying to become well known as a writer, and the next 30 trying to avoid being famous. I walk down the street now or go to a football game and people shout “Hey Andy!” And I hate that.

A lot of you have sent me wonderful letters and said good things to me when you meet me in the street. I wasn’t always gracious about it. It’s hard to accept being liked. I don’t say this often, but thank you. Although if you do see me in a restaurant, please, just let me eat my dinner.

One thing Andy forgot to say: stay off his lawn. But I suppose that was pretty much implied. Here’s Andy Rooney’s final send-off…

I’m holding out hope that CBS replaces Rooney with Gerard Depardieu. Might as well replace an old man who pisses on everything with an old man who literally does piss on everything.

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