GWAR Frontman Dave Brockie, aka Oderus Urungus, Dead at 50

Nov. 15 2010 I go to FOX studios in LA to do an Oderus appearance on The Daily Grind. They have requested that I go on without the Cuttlefish, and thats no prob, except that I forgot the Mangina. So I have to make do with a motley selection of woefully inadequate thongs and tranny dick-flatteners. I manage to get my real package hidden, and then go to stage. As soon as the production assistant sees me she goes beet-red and says something like "Are you sure you are supposed to go on like that?", to which I reply "why certainly!" I make my way onto the set where a 100-strong studio audience takes one look at me and bulges 200 eyes out of their sockets. Well, thats ok, people freak when they see Oderus, though it did seem a little more extreme than it usually was. But I shrug it off and make my way through the rest of the hour-long show. It goes well, but I can't help but notice an uncomfortable feeling in the air...

After the shoot was over I walked back to my dressing room, wondering why nobody was talking to me...until I behold myself in the full-length dressing room mirror.

My entire nut-sack is hanging out of my improvised banana-hammock. I had been unknowingly exposing myself to easily 100 people for over an hour.