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Hmm ... I have 10 minutes ...

 

"Beginning of the End", pt. 4

 

::singing::

That's great, it starts with an earthquake, birds and snakes, an aeroplane -

Lenny Bruce is not afraid. Eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churn -

world serves its own needs, regardless of your own needs. Feed it up a knock,

speed, grunt no, strength no. Ladder structure clatter with fear of height,

down height. Wire in a fire, represent the seven games in a government for

hire and a combat site. Left her, wasn't coming in a hurry with the furies

breathing down your neck. Team by team reporters baffled, trump, tethered

crop. Look at that low plane! Fine then. Uh oh, overflow, population,

common group, but it'll do. Save yourself, serve yourself. World serves its

own needs, listen to your heart bleed. Tell me with the rapture and the

reverent in the right - right. You vitriolic, patriotic, slam, fight, bright

light, feeling pretty psyched.

 

It's the end of the world as we know it.

It's the end of the world as we know it.

It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.

....

 

(So totally should have had this get piped through the PA on Cold Station 13 Friday night when power came back up)

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::singing::

That's great, it starts with an earthquake, birds and snakes, an aeroplane -

Lenny Bruce is not afraid. Eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churn -

world serves its own needs, regardless of your own needs. Feed it up a knock,

speed, grunt no, strength no. Ladder structure clatter with fear of height,

down height. Wire in a fire, represent the seven games in a government for

hire and a combat site. Left her, wasn't coming in a hurry with the furies

breathing down your neck. Team by team reporters baffled, trump, tethered

crop. Look at that low plane! Fine then. Uh oh, overflow, population,

common group, but it'll do. Save yourself, serve yourself. World serves its

own needs, listen to your heart bleed. Tell me with the rapture and the

reverent in the right - right. You vitriolic, patriotic, slam, fight, bright

light, feeling pretty psyched.

 

It's the end of the world as we know it.

It's the end of the world as we know it.

It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.

....

 

(So totally should have had this get piped through the PA on Cold Station 13 Friday night when power came back up)

 

Six o'clock, TV hour,

Don't get caught in foreign towers.

Slash and burn, return,

Listen to yourself churn.

Locking in, uniforming, book burning, bloodletting,

Every motive escalate,

Automotive incinerate.

Light a votive, light a candle, step down, step down,

Watch your heel crush crush, uh oh

This means no fear, cavalier,

Renegade, steer clear,

Tournament, tournament, tournament of lies.

Offer me solutions,

Offer me alternatives,

And I DECLINE.

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Six o'clock, TV hour,

Don't get caught in foreign towers.

Slash and burn, return,

Listen to yourself churn.

Locking in, uniforming, book burning, bloodletting,

Every motive escalate,

Automotive incinerate.

Light a votive, light a candle, step down, step down,

Watch your heel crush crush, uh oh

This means no fear, cavalier,

Renegade, steer clear,

Tournament, tournament, tournament of lies.

Offer me solutions,

Offer me alternatives,

And I DECLINE.

 

It's the end of the world as we know it.

It's the end of the world as we know it.

It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.

 

The other night I tripped a nice continental drift divide. Mount St. Edelite.

Leonard Bernstein. Leonid Breshnev, Lenny Bruce and Lester Bangs.

Birthday party, cheesecake, jelly bean, boom! You symbiotic, patriotic,

slam, but neck, right? Right.

 

It's the end of the world as we know it.

It's the end of the world as we know it.

It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine...fine...

 

(It's time I had some time alone)

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Yes - but by giant locusts?

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Karo's weekly Sentimental journey down memory lane:

 

I miss being 8 yrs old and going to my dad's bowling league. Not necessarily for any father/son bonding reasons, but because I used to hustle for cash by keeping score for games and fetching beer from the bar. I miss being the only kid in the 1st through 3rd grade with regular cash flow. I was so cool back then. I felt like such a "G" when I'd whip out a stack of Lincolns and Washingtons at the bake sale at my little Catholic school and buy a cupcake for my little schoolboy crush.

 

Then the bowling alley changed management, switched to automated scoring and cracked down on minors as runners. Not that I am a proponent of organized crime in anyway, but the place went to Hades in a handbasket after the owner died and his wife sold the place for cash. It also ruined my rep with the ladies, which I've yet to recover 20 years later.

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There's another Shogun fan on the board - Happiness!

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Need a laugh in these tough times?

 

 

Go to YouTube, search "night court bob and june". It's some of Brent Spiner's best work. They're best if you watch them in order.

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::singing::

 

When we grew up and went to school

There were certain teachers who would

Hurt the children in any way they could

 

"OOF!" [someone being hit]

 

By pouring their derision

Upon anything we did

And exposing every weakness

However carefully hidden by the kids

But in the town, it was well known

When they got home at night, their fat and

Psychopathic wives would thrash them

Within inches of their lives.

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ticking away the moments that make up a dull day

you fritter and waste the hours in an off hand wa-hey.

kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town.

waiting for someone or something to show you the way.

 

Tired of lying in the sunshine; staying home to watch for rain

you are young and life is long but there is time to kill today

And then one day you find... ten years have got behind you

no one told you when to run; you missed the starting gun!

 

(WAAAHH)

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There was a little girl who had a little curl right in the middle of her forehead.

When she was good she was very very good - and when she was bad she was horrid!

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Baa, baa Black Sheep have you any wool?

Yes, sir. Yes, sir. Two crates full.

One to pad the bay, Chief, and one for the dame

Who calls herself the Captain 'til she lives up to her name.

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Does your chewing gum lose its flavor on the bedpost overnight?

If your mother says "don't chew it," do you swallow it in spite?

Do you catch it on your tonsils and you heave it left and right?

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Baa, baa Black Sheep have you any wool?

Yes, sir. Yes, sir. Two crates full.

One to pad the bay, Chief, and one for the dame

Who calls herself the Captain 'til she lives up to her name.

 

We are poor little lambs who have lost our way...

 

Baa, Baa, Baaaaa

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::screaming 'stevie ray vaughn' guitar intro::

 

Mary Mary had a lil' lamb....

whose fleece was white as snow

followed her ev'ry where she went

and knew how to Rock 'n Roll!

 

:P

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Man: You sit here, dear.

Wife: All right.

Man (to Waitress): Morning!

Waitress: Morning!

Man: Well, what've you got?

Waitress: Well, there's egg and bacon; egg sausage and bacon; egg and spam;

egg bacon and spam; egg bacon sausage and spam; spam bacon sausage

and spam; spam egg spam spam bacon and spam; spam sausage spam spam

bacon spam tomato and spam;

Vikings (starting to chant): Spam spam spam spam...

Waitress: ...spam spam spam egg and spam; spam spam spam spam spam spam baked

beans spam spam spam...

Vikings (singing): Spam! Lovely spam! Lovely spam!

Waitress: ...or Lobster Thermidor a Crevette with a mornay sauce served in a

Provencale manner with shallots and aubergines garnished with

truffle pate, brandy and with a fried egg on top and spam.

Wife: Have you got anything without spam?

Waitress: Well, there's spam egg sausage and spam, that's not got much spam in it.

Wife: I don't want ANY spam!

Man: Why can't she have egg bacon spam and sausage?

Wife: THAT'S got spam in it!

Man: Hasn't got as much spam in it as spam egg sausage and spam, has it?

Vikings: Spam spam spam spam (crescendo through next few lines)

Wife: Could you do the egg bacon spam and sausage without the spam then?

Waitress: Urgghh!

Wife: What do you mean 'Urgghh'? I don't like spam!

Vikings: Lovely spam! Wonderful spam!)

Waitress: Shut up!

Vikings: Lovely spam! Wonderful spam!

Waitress: Shut up! (Vikings stop) Bloody Vikings! You can't have egg bacon

spam and sausage without the spam.

Wife (shrieks): I don't like spam!

Man: Sshh, dear, don't cause a fuss. I'll have your spam. I love it.

I'm having spam spam spam spam spam spam spam baked beans spam spam

spam and spam!

Vikings (singing): Spam spam spam spam. Lovely spam! Wonderful spam!

Waitress: Shut up!! Baked beans are off.

Man: Well could I have her spam instead of the baked beans then?

Waitress: You mean spam spam spam spam spam spam... (but it is too late and

the Vikings drown her words)

Vikings (singing elaborately): Spam spam spam spam. Lovely spam! Wonderful

spam! Spam spa-a-a-a-a-am spam spa-a-a-a-a-am spam. Lovely spam!

Lovely spam! Lovely spam! Lovely spam! Lovely spam! Spam spam

spam spam!

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Foul! Repetition, one-love!

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Foul! Repetition, one-love!

 

How is it repetition? ::tackles Sam in preparation to pull a McEnroe::

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That was a year ago, Sam. And I can't believe you went digging through the posts to find it.

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That was a year ago, Sam. And I can't believe you went digging through the posts to find it.

 

::grins:: I actually thought it was much more recent, which was the only reason I went looking. Apparently you're not repetitive, I just have a bad memory.

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::grins:: I actually thought it was much more recent, which was the only reason I went looking. Apparently you're not repetitive, I just have a bad memory.

 

No penalty... Love all. :P

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Fore!

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I'll never be able to forget what I heard once in a commercial:

 

"I just thought there was this animal called a 'spam', and that's what Spam was made of."

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I'll never be able to forget what I heard once in a commercial:

 

"I just thought there was this animal called a 'spam', and that's what Spam was made of."

And T'Aral, THIS reminds me of my time in merry Ole England... I never did find out what is in their BROWN sauce!

 

FYI: Brown Sauce is a table condiment found in most british restaurants.

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