BS: Sweet Nothings - Not

Subject: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not
From: Mr Red
Date: 13 May 03 - 07:33 PM

Bathos personified - I remember those slap-handed compliments we thought were so cute as teenagers.

Your teeth are like stars - They come out at night.

Your lips are like petals - Bicycle petals.

Your eyes are like pools - Football pools (UK surrogate lottery based on soccer results)

SO do Catters have any more?

Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not
From: Padre
Date: 13 May 03 - 07:50 PM

Groucho Marx had one that went: Your eyes shine like the pants of a blue serge suit.

Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not
From: Rapparee
Date: 13 May 03 - 10:03 PM

You know, you don't sweat much for a fat girl (boy).

Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not
From: Cluin
Date: 13 May 03 - 11:44 PM

That's a fine set of tooth you have there.

Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not
From: gnu
Date: 14 May 03 - 06:44 AM

When (s)he smiled his(er) teeth looked like the insides of a transistor radio.

Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not
From: GUEST,Mr Red in refresh mode
Date: 14 May 03 - 07:24 AM

I wonder what kind of reception that got? A short wave ?

I'll get my coat.............

Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not
From: daithi
Date: 14 May 03 - 08:21 AM

You look like a million dollars...all green and crinkly.

Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not
From: wysiwyg
Date: 14 May 03 - 08:52 AM

"She looks like a million!"

"Nah, she couldn't be that old!"

~Two of the Three Stooges, by way of Hardi's memory

Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not
From: Rapparee
Date: 14 May 03 - 09:22 AM

"I don't care for the perfume you're wearing...Oh, you're not wearing any?"

Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not
From: pixieofdoom
Date: 14 May 03 - 01:32 PM

Or 'nice perfume.........must you marinade in it?'

'I'm sure he likes her for her personality........ she's got a lovely pair of personalities'

Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not
From: Hrothgar
Date: 15 May 03 - 05:20 AM

Darling, your eyes are like precious stones - rubies - small, red, and beady.

You're so smooth - so is sump oil.

Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not
From: Liz the Squeak
Date: 15 May 03 - 05:42 AM

Your hair is like a golden shower.....

You have such lovely long hair, shame it's not on your head.


Him: Has anyone ever told you you're beautiful?
Her: No! (flutter flutter)
Him: I'm not surprised!

LTS

Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not
From: Mr Red
Date: 15 May 03 - 07:47 AM

Golden Shower ? wet and bedraggled or is this an obtuse reference to Golden Rain?

Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not
From: Liz the Squeak
Date: 15 May 03 - 10:14 AM

Different words, presumably same meaning....

I nearly had a childish accident last year after the Golden Jubilee fireworks at Buck House when a radio commentator describing fireworks uttered the immortal line "Oh isn't that glorious, a tremendous golden shower all down the front of Buckingham Palace".


LTS

Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not
From: Kim C
Date: 15 May 03 - 11:44 AM

Does your face hurt?

Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not
From: Liz the Squeak
Date: 15 May 03 - 11:59 AM

So when is the baby due?

You aren't?

Nice dress.....

LTS

Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not
From: GUEST
Date: 15 May 03 - 12:01 PM

a golden shower is pissing on some one to get sexual gratification.

Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not
From: beadie
Date: 16 May 03 - 10:27 AM

Dorothy Parker was reputed to have had a long and deliciously virulent antipathy for Luella Parsons. Once, when their cabs happened to arrive at the entrance to a New York eatery at the same time, Mrs. Parsons hurried to the doorway to oopen and hold it for Mrs. Parker. Acting as the doorman, Mrs. Parsons grandly exclaimed, "Age before beauty, my dear."

Not missing a beat, Mrs. Parker demurred, ". . . and pearls before swine, Luella."

Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not
From: Cluin
Date: 16 May 03 - 04:33 PM

"How much do you charge to haunt a house?"
    ~ Moe Howard


"He looks like his face was on fire and somebody put it out with a fork"


"She has little bruises all over her body from guys touching her with a 20 foot pole"

Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not
From: Cluin
Date: 19 May 03 - 11:50 PM

"Sir, you are obviously drunk"

"Well, you're ugly. But tomorrow I'll be sober..."

Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not
From: Liz the Squeak
Date: 20 May 03 - 05:06 PM

Which should actually be:

Lady whose name I forget: Sir Winston, you are drunk sir!
Sir Winston Churchill: And you madam are ugly, but in the morning, I shall be sober!

LTS

Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not
From: Micca
Date: 20 May 03 - 06:23 PM

I understand it was Bessie Braddock M.P.

Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not
From: Cluin
Date: 22 May 03 - 01:36 AM

I had heard that the Churchill connection to that quote was apocryphal so I didn't credit him with it.

(And I heard the female in question was Lady Astor)

Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not
From: Metchosin
Date: 22 May 03 - 02:47 AM

Your Highness, you are also like a stream of bat's piss.

PRINCE: What?!?

WHISTLER: It was one of Wilde's. One of Wilde's.

OSCAR: It sodding was not! It was Shaw!

SHAW: I... I merely meant, Your Majesty, that you shine out like a shaft of gold when all around is dark.

(Monty Python)

Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not
From: GUEST,Les B.
Date: 22 May 03 - 03:47 PM

Mr. Red - the way I heard it - "Your eyes are like pools - cess pools!"

Also - "With the wind and the rain in your hair - you look like the business end of a mop !"

Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not
From: GUEST,ozmacca
Date: 23 May 03 - 12:07 AM

She had a peaches and cream complexion.... All fuzzy and covered in white stuff....

"Darling, I could live in your eyes for ever."
"You'd be at home in the right one. It's got a stye in it."

And with all due care about not making this a music oriented thread, I always get a giggle over some of the serious lines in some songs...

"Her hair upon her shoulder, in jet-black ringlets fell...." Plenty on her shoulder, none on her head.

Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not
From: Cluin
Date: 28 May 03 - 12:07 AM

"You're lookin' like 5 pounds of shit in a 3 pound bag tonight, darlin'..."

"The state of ye... The smell alone'd knock the buzzard off the shit wagon!"

"So, who's using the family chromosome tonight?"

Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not
From: GUEST,Its only me
Date: 28 May 03 - 12:14 PM

Your eyes... your eyes are like two fried eggs in a bucket of blood! (kenny Everet)

ah my dear you are the Light of my life, star of my darkness, dumpling of my stew, turnup of my jeans - full of blue fluff and road grit! ho hum