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13 May 03 - 07:33 PM (#952121) Subject: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not From: Mr Red 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? |
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13 May 03 - 07:50 PM (#952129) Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not From: Padre Groucho Marx had one that went: Your eyes shine like the pants of a blue serge suit. |
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13 May 03 - 10:03 PM (#952182) Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not From: Rapparee You know, you don't sweat much for a fat girl (boy). |
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13 May 03 - 11:44 PM (#952227) Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not From: Cluin That's a fine set of tooth you have there. |
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14 May 03 - 06:44 AM (#952353) Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not From: gnu When (s)he smiled his(er) teeth looked like the insides of a transistor radio. |
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14 May 03 - 07:24 AM (#952376) Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not From: GUEST,Mr Red in refresh mode I wonder what kind of reception that got? A short wave ? I'll get my coat............. |
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14 May 03 - 08:21 AM (#952401) Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not From: daithi You look like a million dollars...all green and crinkly. |
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14 May 03 - 08:52 AM (#952424) Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not From: wysiwyg "She looks like a million!" "Nah, she couldn't be that old!" ~Two of the Three Stooges, by way of Hardi's memory |
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14 May 03 - 09:22 AM (#952446) Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not From: Rapparee "I don't care for the perfume you're wearing...Oh, you're not wearing any?" |
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14 May 03 - 01:32 PM (#952587) Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not From: pixieofdoom 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' |
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15 May 03 - 05:20 AM (#952955) Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not From: Hrothgar Darling, your eyes are like precious stones - rubies - small, red, and beady. You're so smooth - so is sump oil. |
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15 May 03 - 05:42 AM (#952960) Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not From: Liz the Squeak 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 |
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15 May 03 - 07:47 AM (#953006) Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not From: Mr Red Golden Shower ? wet and bedraggled or is this an obtuse reference to Golden Rain? |
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15 May 03 - 10:14 AM (#953087) Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not From: Liz the Squeak 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 |
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15 May 03 - 11:44 AM (#953146) Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not From: Kim C Does your face hurt? |
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15 May 03 - 11:59 AM (#953161) Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not From: Liz the Squeak So when is the baby due? You aren't? Nice dress..... LTS |
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15 May 03 - 12:01 PM (#953163) Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not From: GUEST a golden shower is pissing on some one to get sexual gratification. |
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16 May 03 - 10:27 AM (#953751) Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not From: beadie 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." |
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16 May 03 - 04:33 PM (#954000) Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not From: Cluin "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" |
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19 May 03 - 11:50 PM (#955904) Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not From: Cluin "Sir, you are obviously drunk" "Well, you're ugly. But tomorrow I'll be sober..." |
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20 May 03 - 05:06 PM (#956460) Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not From: Liz the Squeak 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 |
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20 May 03 - 06:23 PM (#956507) Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not From: Micca I understand it was Bessie Braddock M.P. |
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22 May 03 - 01:36 AM (#957443) Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not From: Cluin 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) |
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22 May 03 - 02:47 AM (#957461) Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not From: Metchosin 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) |
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22 May 03 - 03:47 PM (#957833) Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not From: GUEST,Les B. 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 !" |
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23 May 03 - 12:07 AM (#958028) Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not From: GUEST,ozmacca 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. |
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28 May 03 - 12:07 AM (#960221) Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not From: Cluin "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?" |
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28 May 03 - 12:14 PM (#960572) Subject: RE: BS: Sweet Nothings - Not From: GUEST,Its only me 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 |