Lyrics & Knowledge Personal Pages Record Shop Auction Links Radio & Media Kids Membership Help
The Mudcat Cafemuddy

Post to this Thread - Printer Friendly - Home
Page: [1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6] [7] [8] [9] [10] [11] [12] [13] [14] [15] [16] [17] [18] [19] [20] [21] [22] [23] [24] [25] [26] [27] [28] [29] [30] [31] [32] [33] [34] [35] [36] [37] [38] [39] [40] [41] [42] [43] [44] [45] [46] [47] [48] [49] [50] [51] [52] [53] [54] [55] [56] [57] [58] [59] [60] [61] [62] [63] [64] [65] [66] [67] [68] [69] [70] [71] [72] [73] [74] [75] [76] [77] [78] [79] [80] [81] [82] [83] [84] [85] [86] [87] [88] [89] [90] [91] [92] [93] [94] [95] [96] [97] [98] [99] [100] [101] [102] [103] [104] [105] [106] [107] [108] [109] [110] [111] [112] [113] [114] [115] [116] [117] [118] [119] [120] [121] [122] [123] [124] [125] [126] [127] [128] [129] [130] [131] [132] [133] [134] [135] [136] [137] [138] [139] [140] [141] [142] [143] [144] [145] [146] [147] [148] [149] [150] [151] [152] [153] [154] [155] [156] [157] [158] [159] [160] [161] [162] [163] [164] [165] [166] [167] [168] [169] [170] [171] [172] [173] [174] [175] [176] [177] [178] [179] [180] [181] [182] [183] [184] [185] [186] [187] [188] [189] [190] [191] [192] [193] [194] [195] [196] [197] [198] [199] [200] [201] [202] [203] [204] [205] [206] [207] [208] [209] [210] [211] [212] [213] [214] [215] [216] [217] [218] [219] [220] [221] [222] [223] [224] [225] [226] [227] [228] [229] [230] [231] [232] [233] [234] [235] [236] [237] [238] [239] [240] [241] [242] [243] [244] [245] [246] [247] [248] [249] [250] [251] [252] [253] [254] [255] [256] [257] [258] [259] [260] [261] [262] [263] [264] [265] [266] [267] [268] [269] [270] [271] [272] [273] [274] [275] [276] [277] [278] [279] [280] [281] [282] [283] [284] [285] [286] [287] [288] [289] [290] [291] [292] [293] [294] [295] [296] [297] [298] [299] [300] [301] [302] [303] [304] [305] [306] [307] [308] [309] [310] [311] [312] [313] [314] [315] [316] [317] [318] [319] [320] [321] [322] [323] [324] [325] [326] [327] [328] [329] [330] [331] [332] [333] [334] [335] [336] [337] [338] [339] [340] [341] [342] [343] [344] [345] [346] [347] [348] [349] [350] [351] [352] [353] [354] [355] [356] [357] [358] [359] [360] [361] [362] [363] [364] [365] [366] [367] [368] [369] [370] [371] [372] [373] [374] [375] [376] [377] [378] [379] [380] [381] [382] [383] [384] [385] [386] [387] [388] [389] [390] [391] [392] [393] [394] [395] [396] [397] [398] [399] [400] [401] [402] [403] [404] [405] [406] [407] [408] [409] [410] [411] [412] [413] [414] [415] [416] [417] [418] [419] [420] [421] [422] [423] [424] [425] [426] [427] [428] [429] [430] [431] [432] [433] [434] [435] [436] [437] [438] [439] [440] [441] [442] [443] [444] [445] [446] [447] [448] [449] [450] [451] [452] [453] [454] [455] [456] [457] [458] [459] [460] [461] [462] [463] [464] [465] [466] [467] [468] [469] [470] [471] [472] [473] [474] [475] [476] [477] [478] [479] [480] [481] [482] [483] [484] [485] [486] [487] [488] [489] [490] [491] [492] [493] [494] [495] [496] [497] [498] [499] [500] [501] [502] [503] [504] [505] [506] [507] [508] [509] [510] [511] [512] [513] [514] [515] [516] [517] [518] [519] [520] [521] [522] [523] [524] [525] [526] [527] [528] [529] [530] [531] [532] [533] [534] [535] [536] [537] [538] [539] [540] [541] [542] [543] [544] [545] [546] [547] [548] [549] [550] [551] [552] [553] [554] [555] [556] [557] [558] [559] [560] [561] [562] [563] [564] [565] [566] [567] [568] [569] [570] [571] [572] [573] [574] [575] [576] [577] [578] [579] [580] [581] [582] [583] [584] [585] [586] [587] [588] [589] [590] [591] [592] [593] [594] [595] [596] [597] [598] [599] [600] [601] [602] [603] [604] [605] [606] [607] [608] [609] [610] [611] [612] [613] [614] [615] [616] [617] [618] [619] [620] [621] [622] [623] [624] [625] [626] [627] [628] [629] [630] [631] [632] [633] [634] [635] [636] [637] [638] [639] [640] [641] [642] [643] [644] [645] [646] [647] [648] [649] [650] [651] [652] [653] [654] [655] [656] [657] [658] [659] [660] [661] [662] [663] [664] [665] [666] [667] [668] [669] [670] [671] [672] [673] [674] [675] [676] [677] [678] [679] [680] [681] [682] [683] [684] [685] [686] [687] [688] [689] [690] [691] [692] [693] [694] [695] [696] [697] [698] [699] [700] [701] [702] [703] [704] [705] [706] [707] [708] [709] [710] [711] [712] [713] [714] [715] [716] [717] [718] [719] [720] [721] [722] [723] [724] [725] [726] [727] [728] [729] [730] [731] [732] [733] [734] [735] [736] [737] [738] [739] [740] [741] [742] [743] [744] [745] [746] [747] [748] [749] [750] [751] [752] [753] [754] [755] [756] [757] [758] [759] [760] [761] [762] [763] [764] [765] [766] [767] [768] [769] [770] [771] [772] [773] [774] [775] [776] [777] [778] [779] [780] [781] [782] [783] [784] [785] [786] [787] [788] [789] [790] [791] [792] [793] [794] [795] [796] [797] [798] [799] [800] [801] [802] [803] [804] [805] [806] [807] [808] [809] [810] [811] [812] [813] [814] [815] [816] [817] [818] [819] [820] [821] [822] [823] [824] [825] [826] [827] [828] [829] [830] [831] [832] [833] [834] [835] [836] [837] [838] [839] [840] [841] [842] [843] [844] [845] [846] [847] [848] [849] [850] [851] [852] [853] [854] [855] [856] [857] [858] [859] [860] [861] [862] [863] [864] [865] [866] [867] [868] [869] [870] [871] [872] [873] [874] [875] [876] [877] [878] [879] [880] [881] [882] [883] [884] [885] [886] [887] [888] [889] [890] [891] [892] [893] [894] [895] [896] [897] [898] [899] [900] [901] [902] [903] [904] [905] [906] [907] [908] [909] [910] [911] [912] [913] [914] [915] [916] [917] [918] [919] [920] [921] [922] [923] [924] [925] [926] [927] [928] [929] [930] [931] [932] [933] [934] [935] [936] [937] [938] [939] [940] [941] [942] [943] [944] [945] [946] [947] [948] [949] [950] [951] [952] [953] [954] [955] [956] [957] [958] [959] [960] [961] [962] [963] [964] [965] [966] [967] [968] [969] [970] [971] [972] [973] [974] [975] [976] [977] [978] [979] [980] [981] [982] [983] [984] [985] [986] [987] [988] [989] [990] [991] [992] [993] [994] [995] [996] [997] [998] [999] [1000] [1001] [1002] [1003] [1004] [1005] [1006] [1007] [1008] [1009] [1010] [1011] [1012] [1013] [1014] [1015] [1016] [1017] [1018] [1019] [1020] [1021] [1022] [1023] [1024] [1025] [1026] [1027] [1028] [1029] [1030] [1031] [1032] [1033] [1034] [1035] [1036] [1037] [1038] [1039] [1040] [1041] [1042] [1043] [1044] [1045] [1046] [1047] [1048] [1049] [1050] [1051] [1052] [1053] [1054] [1055] [1056] [1057] [1058] [1059] [1060] [1061] [1062] [1063] [1064] [1065] [1066] [1067] [1068] [1069] [1070] [1071] [1072] [1073] [1074] [1075] [1076] [1077] [1078] [1079] [1080] [1081] [1082] [1083] [1084] [1085] [1086] [1087] [1088] [1089] [1090] [1091] [1092] [1093] [1094] [1095] [1096] [1097] [1098] [1099] [1100] [1101] [1102] [1103] [1104] [1105] [1106] [1107] [1108] [1109] [1110] [1111] [1112] [1113] [1114] [1115] [1116] [1117] [1118] [1119] [1120] [1121] [1122] [1123] [1124] [1125] [1126] [1127] [1128] [1129] [1130] [1131] [1132] [1133] [1134] [1135] [1136]


BS: The Mother of all BS threads

Amos 16 Oct 06 - 04:07 PM
Rapparee 16 Oct 06 - 01:36 PM
Amos 16 Oct 06 - 01:21 PM
Rapparee 16 Oct 06 - 01:16 PM
Acme 16 Oct 06 - 12:14 PM
Rapparee 16 Oct 06 - 11:52 AM
Amos 16 Oct 06 - 11:14 AM
Amos 16 Oct 06 - 10:22 AM
Acme 16 Oct 06 - 10:00 AM
Amos 16 Oct 06 - 09:16 AM
Rapparee 16 Oct 06 - 09:10 AM
Bunnahabhain 16 Oct 06 - 08:02 AM
Amos 16 Oct 06 - 12:32 AM
Rapparee 15 Oct 06 - 11:07 PM
Amos 15 Oct 06 - 10:44 PM
Rapparee 15 Oct 06 - 10:05 PM
Acme 15 Oct 06 - 09:23 PM
Acme 15 Oct 06 - 09:22 PM
Rapparee 15 Oct 06 - 09:06 PM
Amos 15 Oct 06 - 08:17 PM
Rapparee 15 Oct 06 - 05:53 PM
Bunnahabhain 15 Oct 06 - 05:38 PM
Rapparee 15 Oct 06 - 04:46 PM
Amos 15 Oct 06 - 03:32 PM
Acme 15 Oct 06 - 03:15 PM
Amos 15 Oct 06 - 11:25 AM
Rapparee 15 Oct 06 - 10:40 AM
Rapparee 15 Oct 06 - 10:40 AM
Acme 15 Oct 06 - 10:28 AM
gnu 15 Oct 06 - 06:39 AM
Acme 15 Oct 06 - 12:52 AM
Rapparee 14 Oct 06 - 08:27 PM
Acme 14 Oct 06 - 08:11 PM
Rapparee 14 Oct 06 - 08:09 PM
gnu 14 Oct 06 - 07:59 PM
Rapparee 14 Oct 06 - 07:57 PM
Amos 14 Oct 06 - 07:51 PM
Acme 14 Oct 06 - 07:46 PM
Amos 14 Oct 06 - 04:22 PM
Rapparee 14 Oct 06 - 02:53 PM
Amos 14 Oct 06 - 11:47 AM
Rapparee 14 Oct 06 - 10:20 AM
Rapparee 14 Oct 06 - 10:07 AM
Amos 14 Oct 06 - 02:25 AM
Rapparee 13 Oct 06 - 11:33 PM
Little Hawk 13 Oct 06 - 10:57 PM
Rapparee 13 Oct 06 - 10:45 PM
Amos 13 Oct 06 - 07:14 PM
Rapparee 13 Oct 06 - 07:11 PM
Little Hawk 13 Oct 06 - 06:20 PM
Lyrics & Knowledge Search [Advanced]
DT  Forum
Sort (Forum) by:relevance date
DT Lyrics:



Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 16 Oct 06 - 04:07 PM

ANother5 Fast Breaking News Flash!!

Mixing antimatter and matter usually has predictably violent consequences ? the two annihilate one another in a fierce burst of energy.

But physicists in Geneva have found a new way to make the two combine, at least briefly, into a single substance. This exceptionally unstable stuff, made of protons and antiprotons, is called protonium.

Charged antimatter particles share the same mass as their normal-matter counterparts but bear the opposite charge. Both types of matter are thought to have been created in equal amounts in the big bang, but for reasons yet unknown, today there is much more matter than antimatter in the universe.

Still, some antimatter forms naturally in space in collisions between charged particles and limited amounts have been produced in labs. In a feat of "antichemistry", some of this man-made antimatter chemically combined with normal matter in an experiment at the CERN particle physics lab back in 2002 ? but nobody realised it at the time.




PROTONIUM!! PROTONIUM!! Wow!!!

Finally an explanation for the matter-antimatter wave formations emanating from Idaho!!


A


Post - Top - Home - Printer Friendly - Translate

Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 16 Oct 06 - 01:36 PM

Fast Breaking News Flash!

Scholarship at the Horevard University's Megabib Library ("Earn Your Doctorate In The Time It Takes To Write A Check!") has demonstrated rather conclusively that the first stanza to Bubba Browning's famous poem "How They Brought The Great Pox From Ghent To Aix" should read like this

I spring to the stirrup, and Joris, and he;      
I gallop'd, Dirck gallop'd, we gallop'd all three;
To the top of the house, to the top of the wall,
Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!
      

instead of the way Browning wrote it.

This is expected to cause controversy in academic circles, where at least three people care.


Post - Top - Home - Printer Friendly - Translate

Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 16 Oct 06 - 01:21 PM

Oh, Bravo!!! Stirring!! Rhythmic!! Vivid!! Pointless!! I stand in awe.


A


Post - Top - Home - Printer Friendly - Translate

Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 16 Oct 06 - 01:16 PM

How The Brought The Great Pox From Ghent To Aix

I spring to the stirrup, and Joris, and he;        
I gallop'd, Dirck gallop'd, we gallop'd all three;        
We gallop'd and gallop'd and gallop'd all three;
And gallop'd and gallop'd, 'twas quite easy to see
We gallop'd and gallop'd and gallop'd 'thout water,
And into the coinbox we dropped a new quarter.        

Not a word to each other; not on speaking terms we        
Neck by neck, stride by stride (Joris stood up to pee).        
I turn'd in my saddle and made its girths tight,        
Then shorten'd each stirrup, and set the pique right,              
Rebuckled the cheek-strap, chain'd slacker the bit,        
And fell off of my horse like a bloody half-wit.

At Dundee up leap'd of a sudden the sun,        
And against him the cattle stood black every one,              
To stare thro' the mist at our galloping bustle,
No sheriff on our tail, and no cattle to rustle.
With resolute shoulders, each butting a bump
Those cattle just stood there, each dumb as a stump.

By Fort Worth, Dirck groan'd; and cried Joris "Stay spur!        
Your Roos gallop'd bravely, the fault's not in her,        
We'll remember at lunch"?for one heard the quick wheeze        
Of her chest, saw the stretch'd neck and staggering knees,        
And sunk tail, and horrible heave of the flank,              
As down on her haunches she shudder'd and sank.        

So, we stopped and had lunch, Joris and I,        
Then past Taos and Dee-troit, no cloud in the sky;        
The broad sun above laugh'd a heartless "Ha ha!",        
While our feet slipped and slid in the equine ca-ca.
Till over by Canberra a dome-spire sprang white,        
And "Gallop," gasped Joris, "Vladisvostok's is in sight!        

Then I cast loose my buffcoat, my codpiece let fall,        
Shook off both my jack-boots, let go belt and all,              
Stood up in the saddle, lean'd, patted my rear,        
Call'd my Roland his pet name, killed off the last beer;        
Clapp'd my hands, laugh'd and sang, any noise, kept a beat,        
Till at length my pants fell 'round my ankles and feet.

And all I remember is, cops flocking round              
As I sat with my pants 'neath my knees on the ground;        
And no voice but was praising this physique of mine,        
As I pour'd down my throat a few liters of wine,        
Which (the burgesses voted by common consent)        
Was no more than my due, then they told me, "Get bent!"


         -- "Bubba" Browning, Tales (privately published, 1607)


Post - Top - Home - Printer Friendly - Translate

Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 16 Oct 06 - 12:14 PM

Hmmm. Sounds slightly like something from Caro Lamb's old friend.


Post - Top - Home - Printer Friendly - Translate

Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 16 Oct 06 - 11:52 AM

Hey, that's neat. Can I plagarize it to write about Assyrians? I've always had a hankerin' to write about Assyrians.

The Assyrian came down like a vole on the oat
And his bladder was so full his eyeteeth did float.


Post - Top - Home - Printer Friendly - Translate

Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 16 Oct 06 - 11:14 AM

The Destruction of the Voles

THe Librarian came down like a wolf on the fold,
His Bermudas were lime-green, his smile was half-gold
And he vowed that he'd see the whole acre de-Voled
Where the green grass grows softly, in cold Idaho.

Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green,
The voles with their tails up at sunset were seen:
Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown,
The voles on the morrow lay withered and strown.

For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast,
And breathed in the face of the voles, as he passed;
And the eyes of the critters grew deadly and chill,
And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still!

And the poisonous smoke bombs lay destruction all wide,
And the vole who inhaled it lost the breath of his pride;
And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf,
And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf.

And there lay the First Vole, distorted and pale,
With the dew on his brow, and the dirt on his nails:
And the burrows were silent, the kits left alone,
The nest cold and quiet, the warning unblown.
And the Owner turned back to the house, all alone
With his teeth of bright metal, and his heart of dull stone.

Gordon Flash Lighte, Lord Biro
Scribbles from the Far Burbs
Ball, Point and Penn, pubs.
Hartford, 1956


Post - Top - Home - Printer Friendly - Translate

Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 16 Oct 06 - 10:22 AM

Yeth. Eye-yi-yi, Thtilly!


A


Post - Top - Home - Printer Friendly - Translate

Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 16 Oct 06 - 10:00 AM

She looked you straight in the ye? Is that your psychic center, reachable via good eye contact?


Post - Top - Home - Printer Friendly - Translate

Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 16 Oct 06 - 09:16 AM

Me auld granny gave me a wonderful line when I was growing up, for use on occasions like this one. She was from upstate New York, and she would look at you straight in the ye and twinkle a bit, and say, "Ayuh!! I heah ya talkin'!"

Usually she meant by this that she was not in a believing sorta mood.


A


Post - Top - Home - Printer Friendly - Translate

Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 16 Oct 06 - 09:10 AM

That's what my English Profs said. One of them said that I wrote poetry in "iambic catastrophometer" and another muttered something about "now we're paying for free verse" but he never gave me a cent. There was some move by the Modern Language Association to give me an award for my poetry, I think it was called "The Bootinarse" but I missed the ceremony because I was drinking with Johnny Milton, Al Pope, Junior Whitman, Tommy Eliot, Emmy Dickinson, and Bill Yeats.

Boy, that Emmy! She could make the dangles go both ways at once!


Post - Top - Home - Printer Friendly - Translate

Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Bunnahabhain
Date: 16 Oct 06 - 08:02 AM

Don't go spoiling all his dreams about his writing now, that's just rude. We are many things round here, but rude we are not.

Reverse plagurism sounds like a great idea, so I shall be forced to steal it...


Post - Top - Home - Printer Friendly - Translate

Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 16 Oct 06 - 12:32 AM

Ya needs to learn a thing or two about scansion, senor. You can slur, blur or murmur, but ya still have to scan when you scam. It is shatteringly obvious you don't think of such things naturally or you would have written "of whom to be fond", instead of whom he could be fond, and"the desert called Gobi" in stead of the great desert called Gobi, because you would have sensed immediately that the scansion of these lines was catastrophic.

A


Post - Top - Home - Printer Friendly - Translate

Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 15 Oct 06 - 11:07 PM

I am working on another Epic Poem. Help would be depreciated.

Out in the wastes of the great desert called Gobi
Wandered an old fart, Obi Wan Kanobi,
Searching in vain for a good looking blonde
Or redhead or brunette of whom he could be fond.


This is to be a poem that details the angst of youth, a "coming of age" poem such as were written by Sappo of Leggos and Hieronymus Bush (a distant ancestor of the current US President). As the beginning indicates it must be tender and innocent, and yet sophisticated and lecherous; bawdy but decorous, sad and yet humerus.

Please feel free to jump right in. I'll be happy to ascribe credit where credit is due.


Post - Top - Home - Printer Friendly - Translate

Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 15 Oct 06 - 10:44 PM

If people can make a case for reverse discrimination, I don't see why they shouldn't be allowed to sue on grounds of reverse-plagiarism.

A


Post - Top - Home - Printer Friendly - Translate

Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 15 Oct 06 - 10:05 PM

Are the last two verses of Tom Lehrer's work anything like what I posted a bit ago about poisoning voles? If so, should I sue?


Post - Top - Home - Printer Friendly - Translate

Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 15 Oct 06 - 09:23 PM

Okay, Amos. It stayed home. 14,500.


Post - Top - Home - Printer Friendly - Translate

Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 15 Oct 06 - 09:22 PM

Seems to me Lehrer's "Poisoning Pigeons in the Park" would be a suitable anthem about now. I don't feel like looking it up to cut and paste in here so I'll just sing it to myself as I sit at the computer and you can imagine that I typed it in.


Post - Top - Home - Printer Friendly - Translate

Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 15 Oct 06 - 09:06 PM

'Sokay, Budd-y boy ol' pal, it was either poison 'em or shoot 'em, and my wife (and the cops) ojected to the use of firearms in the city limits (unless it's by the cops, or under certain restricted circumstances).

Well, the Great Game is over. The Idaho Legion Lejinears met the team from the Idaho Hospital for the Criminally Maladroit on the gridiron this afternoon. The start of the game was delayed until "Fingers" Rasmussen returned the quarter to the Referee so it could be flipped. Tradition was followed when the catch of the coin was missed and it was lost in the high grass of the field. An argument followed about who would kick off, so in the interests of peace and quiet both teams kicked off to each other at the same time.

This put both the offensive and defensive squads from both clubs on the field at the same time, which not only speeded things up considerably, but caused a certain amount of confusion as well. The confusion was exacerbated by the fact that both teams were wearing white uniforms, claiming that since both were from Idaho both were therefore "home teams" and enjoyed the "home field advantage."

Shortly after halftime, the Northside Pumas and the Eastside Fighting Moose soccer clubs arrived. It was discovered that they had also been booked to use what is called "The Stadium" and after some name calling and things the police SWAT team arranged it so that the soccer teams would play perpendicular to the (so-called) football teams.

Due to the clouds of tear gas and pepper spray is is difficult to say exactly who, if anyone, won anything. The paramedics, EMTs, and the riot squad from the local maxiumum security prison were in evidence as well.

As Slimtoes said, "Sheeeeeit, watta lousy game! No fractured skulls, not even a good old-fashioned stompin'. Kids today are soft, just a bunch of wussies. They break an leg or a collarbone and they run off to the medics. Sheeeeeeeit. Hey, you gotta cigarette maybe?"

The riot control agents should clear before the morning rush hour.


Post - Top - Home - Printer Friendly - Translate

Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 15 Oct 06 - 08:17 PM

But every vole
Has one small soul
IF you kill just one, or seven
Or ten, or more,
There on the shore
They'll wait for you, in heaven!
And then, old friend,
Ah, then, ah, then
The scene it will be paining
They'll name your sin,
In their voices thin,
While you do all the 'splainin'!!

Gautam Buddha
Warning to a Future Librarian
Delhi, 311


Post - Top - Home - Printer Friendly - Translate

Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 15 Oct 06 - 05:53 PM

If Sunday you are free,
Why don't you come with me,
And we'll poison the voles in my backyard.
And maybe we'll do
In a ground squirrel or two,
While we're poisoning the voles in my backyard.

We'll murder them all amid laughter and giggles
Enthralled when we see their whirling and wiggles.
Myself, I'll find it droll
Each zinc phosphide coated roll
We feed to a short-tailed vole
It just takes a stroll
To poison the voles in my backyard.


-- John Webster, Songs of Childhood's Innoncent Pleasures (Boston: George Parkman Publications, 1849)


Post - Top - Home - Printer Friendly - Translate

Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Bunnahabhain
Date: 15 Oct 06 - 05:38 PM

Not sure about voles, but we fed the red Squirrels all the left over cakes at the end of the weekend. Unfortunatly, all this actually suceeded in doing was attracting a plague of marathon runners.

The mountains were absoulutly beautiful though. Mom should go there, but only if the weather is good. Gluon should fix it.....


Post - Top - Home - Printer Friendly - Translate

Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 15 Oct 06 - 04:46 PM

Poisoning the voles,
Poisoning the voles,
I did that rejoicing,
Poisoning the voles.

Rap spreads poison oats and he don't care
Rap spreads poison oats and he don't care
Rap spreads poison oats and he don't care,
Them voles is goin' away.

DEATH TO VOLES!!!

At least, death to the ones infesting my back yard.


Post - Top - Home - Printer Friendly - Translate

Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 15 Oct 06 - 03:32 PM

14493...

With seven posts more, 14,500. Yes?


A


Post - Top - Home - Printer Friendly - Translate

Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 15 Oct 06 - 03:15 PM

Do you celebrate your half-birthdays in March, Amos? And maybe have quarterly tea-parties?


Post - Top - Home - Printer Friendly - Translate

Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 15 Oct 06 - 11:25 AM

Mom, you will be 14 thousand - five
In only nine threads more
And we will strive to see it's not
Claimed by some cheap cyber-whore
Some slime-fingered profiteer
Who soaks up other's labor
We'll grab him by his wrinkly ear
And send him to Lahore.
We'll let the desert's burning sun
Conserve his weaselly bones
If seeking to tha number steal,
He weaselly this way comes.

Who'll rock the cradle
Who sing my song
Who'll rock the cradle, when I'm gone?
I ain't got no use for that red rocking chair!


Post - Top - Home - Printer Friendly - Translate

Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 15 Oct 06 - 10:40 AM

Correction: there ARE some lowly asses around, but they're either in Congress or the Legislature; one is in the City Council.


Post - Top - Home - Printer Friendly - Translate

Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 15 Oct 06 - 10:40 AM

No, but the statue in the back is made from melted-down guns. And the one in the front is made from silicon bronze.

There are sage-covered hills, beautiful sunsets, and a great view out over the Snake River Plain.

There aren't any lowly asses that I know of, but there are a lot of horses and some mules around.


Post - Top - Home - Printer Friendly - Translate

Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 15 Oct 06 - 10:28 AM

Nah, but there is a knowly ass nearby. And lowly grass. That (surprisingly) none surpass.


Post - Top - Home - Printer Friendly - Translate

Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: gnu
Date: 15 Oct 06 - 06:39 AM

SRS... gnuttin gnu at all.

Rap... is there a grassy knoll near the Library?


Post - Top - Home - Printer Friendly - Translate

Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 15 Oct 06 - 12:52 AM

I see you got the lead out.


Post - Top - Home - Printer Friendly - Translate

Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 14 Oct 06 - 08:27 PM

I wish to report that in anticipation of the honor of Gnu's second posting this morning I went out to the shooting range and not only helped a guy get his rifle sighted in ("Take it to a gunsmith," I said) but I ALSO proved once again my ability with handgun (or handgonne, except they're not that old).

YES! Shooting a .22 caliber Ruger Mark II semiautomatic pistol freehand pointing I was able, at seven yards to hit a target 11 x 8 inches exactly TWICE in 25 rounds!!

Supported, that is using both hands and actually aiming, I put 50 rounds in an area about two inches across. At 25 yards, that is at the backstop, I was able to consistently hit 4 x 4 pieces of wood, plastic soda bottles, soft drink cans, and other debris litters had left.

I did this because it was a beautiful Autumn day here and I wanted to go do something different and yet "focusing." After I finished shooting, I took the trash bag I'd brought with me and picked up the trash.

Then I went to the Friends of the Library booksale, to the grocery, and home.


Post - Top - Home - Printer Friendly - Translate

Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 14 Oct 06 - 08:11 PM

So. . .


























anything Gnu to report?


Post - Top - Home - Printer Friendly - Translate

Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 14 Oct 06 - 08:09 PM

You could buy one for Barky, Stilly and me and feel good about yourself too. But don't buy one for Amos, because he just stomps 'em flat.


Post - Top - Home - Printer Friendly - Translate

Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: gnu
Date: 14 Oct 06 - 07:59 PM

So. In my second post to this thread, I get it. I got it earlier, but I thought it was a bit silly. Even now, it does seem a bit silly, given the choices and the variety of the Café. However, I am not one to lag behind the times so I intend to join in, albeit rather late, for what it's worth... of course, for what I am worth. Which is mostly silly... if I can live up to my standards.


Post - Top - Home - Printer Friendly - Translate

Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 14 Oct 06 - 07:57 PM

You could get Stilly one, too. That would make you feel even better about yourself.


Post - Top - Home - Printer Friendly - Translate

Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 14 Oct 06 - 07:51 PM

Wll deserved, Stilly. Besides, we never said you weren't more virtuous than we are. SOme day we'll look back and remember with laughter how loud we were about asserting one or another was Mom's favorite, while all along, the quiet, studious, industrious one was the one who really made her heart glad. Such lessons we should take when they are before, but do we listen?

Not really...



A


Post - Top - Home - Printer Friendly - Translate

Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 14 Oct 06 - 07:46 PM

While you two have been hurling insinuations back and forth I've been moving boxes and furniture and shelving and moved the freezer into the house. I will probably move it some more, but it is clean and in. So, I am pausing for a moment and (as you might have guess from what has gone before) blowing my own horn about my busy day. :) A trumpet, of course!


Post - Top - Home - Printer Friendly - Translate

Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 14 Oct 06 - 04:22 PM

Dang -- so now I am being blackmailed to satisfy your acquisitiveness, for crimes which YOU imagined? Are you SURE you're not a Republican?


A


Post - Top - Home - Printer Friendly - Translate

Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 14 Oct 06 - 02:53 PM

Well, I sure wouldn't kick one outa my instrument case! Ya know, if you got one for her and one for me I could probably find it in my heart to forgive you for stompin' her poor old trumpet like you did.


Post - Top - Home - Printer Friendly - Translate

Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 14 Oct 06 - 11:47 AM

Thanks for sharing your innermost thoughts, amigo. So inner, they have never been in touch with reality until today!

That copper is a beautiful horn, though. What's the rep on Clicchios? Aside from using apostrophes to represent plurals?


A


Post - Top - Home - Printer Friendly - Translate

Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 14 Oct 06 - 10:20 AM

I'll bet she'd like something like this! And because of that group of hepcats she plays with, probably in gold. Getting her one would assuage your conscience, which I am certain has been eating you up with remorse ever since you trampled her trumpet outside the tavern.


Post - Top - Home - Printer Friendly - Translate

Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 14 Oct 06 - 10:07 AM

And I am sure that he is much worse than he imagines. And I oughta know.

Did you buy your daughter a new trumpet to replace the one you mashed? I know now that you probably did that to help her play the flats, but believe me, I know from experience that it doesn't work. Bb, for instance, is a note, a key signature, not a condition for the existence of a trumpet.


Post - Top - Home - Printer Friendly - Translate

Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 14 Oct 06 - 02:25 AM

No, Rapaire is just mythologizing again. I never said anything about trumpeters, if you care to read the thread. I was doing a Shambo riff, and his perfervid imaginings somehow informed him I was insulting trumpeters, him, my daughter, and Louis Armstrong all in one post. I appreciate the endowed power, but I would never exercise my power in the way he has imagined. I am sure he is a much better trumpeter in reality than he is in any imagined scenario.

A


Post - Top - Home - Printer Friendly - Translate

Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 13 Oct 06 - 11:33 PM

Nah, I just don't like to see him insulting his own flesh and blood. Poor little girl can't very well smack her Daddy one, can she? Or call down The Curse Of C. G. Conn upon her paternal parent. Why, the poor child must be nearly helpless, cast aside like that by her father. She probably even now is waiting outside the saloon, shivering in the blowing snow, whilst Amos is inside in the warmth, boozing it up, cavorting with curvaceous women of dubious reputation, even (dare I utter it?) now and then playing a guitar!!!! And outside in the sleet and snow a pitiful tiny figure, clad in threadbare rags, clutches a trumpet, waiting for a kind and gentle word from her father, a word that would mean so much to her, a word that would encourage her musical dreams.

But no, it is not to be! Does he even see his child as he leaves that reeking den of iniquity? No! Instead he treads upon her trumpet, flattening it beneath his hobnailed boots, destroying with it her dreams and asperations, crushing her hopes and her goal of someday being able to play an A# above the staff! And the tears freeze on her tiny, gentle face....


Post - Top - Home - Printer Friendly - Translate

Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Little Hawk
Date: 13 Oct 06 - 10:57 PM

Oh, so we have another crisis on our hands?


Post - Top - Home - Printer Friendly - Translate

Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 13 Oct 06 - 10:45 PM

Okay, you asked for it! Now you've gone and seem to have insulted trumpeters! You apologize to your lovely daughter for saying she has fat, flaccid lips or I'm gonna call down The Curse Of G. G. Conn on you!

Me, I'm used to your insults, your blind prejudice against the Instrument of Instruments, but you've insulted the fruit of your very own loins and you better ask her pardon and forgiveness or Ol' C. G.' Curse is gonna come whoompin' down on you!


Post - Top - Home - Printer Friendly - Translate

Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 13 Oct 06 - 07:14 PM

If the lip fits, Satchmo......inflate to 20 psi.


A


Post - Top - Home - Printer Friendly - Translate

Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 13 Oct 06 - 07:11 PM

...fat and flaccid, but highly esteemed, lips.

You badmouthing trumpet players? Cuz if you are I'm gonna tell Barky on you. And then she'll git on one side and I'll git on the other and we'll play "Java" (the "101 Strings" arrangement) until you grovel in apologetic apoplexy!


Post - Top - Home - Printer Friendly - Translate

Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Little Hawk
Date: 13 Oct 06 - 06:20 PM

Perhaps....

Perhaps it would behoove us all to take another look at the various points that Shambles has so selflessly raised in defence of what is, after all, a gathering of peers who should be, heaven knows, able to agree to disagree whenever a point is raised which deviates in some way from the perceived path that has been followed by those who, perhaps, have bent over backwards in their efforts to determine, without undue prejudice, a method whereby we may all endeavour to ascertain in which direction the forum should move in order that everyone's needs be met without unduly inconveniencing or showing favoritism towards certain members at the expence of others.

And perhaps not! ;-)

Whaddya think?


Post - Top - Home - Printer Friendly - Translate
Next Page

 


You must be a member to post in non-music threads. Join here.


You must be a member to post in non-music threads. Join here.



Mudcat time: 23 November 11:37 AM EST

[ Home ]

All original material is copyright © 1998 by the Mudcat Café Music Foundation, Inc. All photos, music, images, etc. are copyright © by their rightful owners. Every effort is taken to attribute appropriate copyright to images, content, music, etc. We are not a copyright resource.