Post by curiousgeorge on Jan 29, 2007 18:45:14 GMT -5
I'm not much of a poet but I will give it a shot a little later. Perhaps the appropriate beverage will help.
A word of explanation on Leslie's post: She, Jay, and I were in the offical phorum chat one day and Les and I were witness to (IMHO) the funniest bit to date on LG. Jay (in chat format mind you) told about when he was on a date with JR, at a burrito shop. Somehow the date went awry and he ended up punching JR in the nose. The chatting phorumites were stunned. I fell off my chair. It was just amazing... I guess you had to be there...
As for our Noa, well I just don't think I can express how much I miss her...
"You can't be a real country unless you have a beer and an airline - it helps if you have some kind of a football team, or some nuclear weapons, but at the very least you need a beer." - Frank Zappa
I Know More About Internet Video Than Wikipedia
Is this the breal life? Is this just fantasy? Caught in a landslide No escape from reality Open your eyes Look up to the skies and see I’m just a poor dog, I need no sympathy. Because I’m easy come, easy go, A little pat, little chow, Anyway the scents blow, doesn’t really matter to me, To me
Mama, just licked a man, Put a tongue against his hand, He rubbed my tummy, now he’s wet, Mama, life had just begun, But now I’ve gone and chased the cat away. Mama rrrroooooo, Didn’t mean to make you cry. If he’s not back again this time tomorrow. Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters.
Too late, sleepy time has come, Sends shivers down my leg. Body's twitching all the time. Goodbye everybody, I’ve got to sleep Gotta leave you all behind and face the sheep. Mama rrrrroooooo, (anyway that cat blows) I don’t want him to die, but I sometimes wish he’d never been born at all.
(insert wild guitar riff)
I see a little silhouetto of a fan, Scaramouche, scaramouche will you do the Ceremony? Robes and poor lighting, very very frightening to me. Galileo, galileo, Galileo, galileo, Galileo and Pluto, But I’m just a poor dog and my Mama loves Bree, He’s just a poor dog from a weird family, Spare him his life from this monstrosity. Easy come easy go, will you let Bree go? Denderah! no, she will not let Bree go-let her go, Denderah! she will not let Bree go-let her go, Denderah! she will not let Bree go-let her go! Will not let Bree go-let her go, Will not let Bree go let her go! Bow wow, bow wow, bow wow, Mama mia,mama mia,mama mia let Bree go- Beelzebub has a devil put aside for Bree, for Bree, for Bree.
(insert wild guitar riff)
So you think you can pet me and look at your PC, So you think you can love me, well, then leave them at AC. Oh Mama, can’t do this to me mama, You’ve just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta there.