I Have Been to the Mountaintop, and Found the Peng Challenge, And Some Old Beer Cans

[Boo Radley]

Originally posted by MrSpkr:

Heheh. Me too, Boo, me too. In particular, you can thank me for the very dry whether (a little FIRE, Scarecrow?), and convincing Joe that a few more 200mm+ arty observers on each side, coupled with some randomly appearing green infantry companies was just the ticket for some fun.

Enjoy!

Steve

Why does this not surprise me?

After all, you are a (Shudder) Texan. Joe was hatched in Texas. You both are a pair of suits who provide a "service" for poor unwary citizens, much the same way a bull "services" a cow.

Both of you are parsimonious to the extent that you make the Grinch look like Tiny Tim ( And by that I'm of course referring to the Grinch before "his heart grew three sizes that day" and to the Dickinsian Tiny Tim, not Herbert Khaury).

As I told R_Late, ArtyFest '45 had the stink of Joe's personal bodily funk all over it, but I should have realized that the underlying scent of rot and decay was your very own Charnal No. 5.

[Patchy]

Originally posted by Lurkur:

Hey Persephone, How's this?

My Uncle Walter goes Waltzing with Bears,

It's a most unbearable state of affairs,

Every saturday night he creeps down the back stairs,

Sneaks out of the house and goes Waltzing with Bears.

Chorus: He goes Wa-wa wa-wa-wa Waltzing with Bears.

               Raggy bears, baggy bears, shaggy bears too.

               There's nothing on Earth Uncle Walter won't do

               So he can go waltzing, wa-wa-wa waltzing

               So he can go waltzing, go waltzing with bears.

I went to his room in the middle of the night,

Tiptoed inside and turned on the light.

But to my dismay he was nowhere in sight,

My Uncle Walter goes waltzing at night.

I bought Uncle Walter a new coat to wear,

But when he comes home it's all covered with hair,

And lately I've noticed there are several new tears,

I'm afraid Uncle Walter's goes Waltzing with Bears.

We told Uncle Walter that he should be good,

And do all the things we say that he should,

But we know he'd rather be off in the woods,

We're afraid we will lose him, we'll lose him for good.

We begged and we pleaded, "Oh, please won't you stay?"

And managed to keep him home for the day,

But the bears all barged in and they took him away,

And he's dancing with pandas and we don't understand it,

But the bears all demand at least one waltz a day.

Waltzing with Bears

Attributed to: Dr. Seuss, Eugene Poddany, and Dale Marxen

I'm sure Great Fred would approve

Lurk

Hey Lurkur, maybe you and the ÜberGnome should consider writing songs together and then performing at various Folk Festivals.

I believe in Fred.

Persephone

[ August 21, 2002, 01:27 PM: Message edited by: Persephone ]

[Roxy]

Originally posted by Joe Shaw:

Roxy ... a brazen wench if ever there was one who would have, depend upon it, created an atmosphere of unbridled lust and passion...

Why thank you, Cole Slaw. I assume this means you're looking forward to your rendezvous with Roxy in Minneapolis.

Now to more important matters. What kind of Just-a-Carrot are you? I'm sure there is some crusty old rule or tradition that says a Serf of The Realm is entitled to have his name bolded. If NOTHING else, a Serf is entitled to that, is he not? Even persistent puke SSNs get their names bolded.

You sir, are a foul and corrupt Carrot of a Kangaroo Kourt. You're not fit to preside over a kindergarten classroom of kiddies on crack killing kittens.

Bold my name, sir; as I bold yours!! After you have done that you may SOD OFF!!

Serf Treeburst155 out.

[ August 21, 2002, 02:24 PM: Message edited by: Roxy ]

[athkatla]

Dear Persophone here is a happy song for you, hope you like it!!

Sunday, Monday, Happy Days,

Tuesday, Wednesday, Happy Days,

Thursday, Friday, Happy Days,

Saturday, what a day,

Rockin all week with you.

This day are ours

Happy and free. (Oh Happy Days)

This day are ours

Share them with me.(Oh Baby)

Goodbye grey skies, hello blue,

'cause nothing can hold me when I hold you.

feels so right it can't be wrong,

rockin' and rollin all week long.

(Chorus)

These Happy Days are yours and mine (oh Happy Days)

These Happy Days are yours and mine (oh Happy Days)

These Happy Days are yours and mine, Happy Days.

[**YK2**]

For Persephone

When you're smilin'

When you're smilin'

The whole world smiles with you.

When you're laughin'

When you're laughin'

The sun comes shinin' through.

But, when you're cryin',

You bring on the rain,

So, stop you're sighin',

Be happy again!

Keep on smilin'

'Cause when you're smilin'

The whole world smiles with you.

When you're smilin'

When you are smilin'

The whole world smiles with you.

An' when you're laughin'

An' really laughin'

The sun comes shinin' through.

But, when you're cryin',

You bring on the rain,

So, stop you're sighin',

And be happy again!

Oh! Keep on smilin' ( Keep right on smilin' )

'Cause when you're smilin' ( 'Cause when you're smilin' )

The whole world smiles with you.

Keep on smilin'

'Cause when you're smilin'

The whole world smiles with you!

========================================

Now that's a HAPPY SONG are you smiling Karen?

No!!!!! come on now, just a little one, you know you can do it...

Ahhhhhhh see? I knew you wouldn't let me down.

[ August 21, 2002, 03:06 PM: Message edited by: YK2 ]

[imported_Hiram Sedai]

Now, for another happy song:

Welcome to where time stands still

no one leaves and no one will

Moon is full, never seems to change

just labeled mentally deranged

Dream the same thing every night

I see our freedom in my sight

No locked doors, No windows barred

No things to make my brain seem scarred

Sleep my friend and you will see

that dream is my reality

They keep me locked up in this cage

can't they see it's why my brain says Rage

Sanitarium, leave me be

Sanitarium, just leave me alone

Build my fear of what's out there

and cannot breathe the open air

Whisper things into my brain

assuring me that I'm insane

They think our heads are in their hands

but violent use brings violent plans

Keep him tied, it makes him well

he's getting better, can't you tell?

No more can they keep us in

Listen, damn it, we will win

They see it right, they see it well

but they think this saves us from our Hell

Sanitarium, leave me be

Sanitarium, just leave me alone

Sanitarium, just leave me alone

Fear of living on

natives getting restless now

Mutiny in the air

got some death to do

Mirror stares back hard

Kill, it's such a friendly wordseems the only way

for reaching out again.

[Roxy]

Lady Persephone,

Please accept this gift of song from the lowly Serf Treeburst155. I sincerely hope it brightens your day.

I see trees of green...red roses too. I see them bloom...for me and you. And I think to myself, What A Wonderful World.

I see skies of blue....and clouds of white...the bright blessed day...the dark sacred night. And I think to myself, What A Wonderful World.

The colors of the rainbow....so pretty in the skies....are also on the faces....of people goin' by.

I see friends shakin' hands, sayin "How do you do"....they're really sayin....I Love You.

I hear babies cryin'...I watch them grow...they'll learn much more...than I'll ever know...and I think to myself, What A Wonderful World...Yeeeees, I think to myself, What A Wonderful World.....oh yeah

"What A Wonderful World" by Louis Armstrong

[ August 21, 2002, 03:15 PM: Message edited by: Roxy ]

[Panzer Leader]

A Lady in distress? Perhaps the litte Tramp himself can help you through the trials and tribulations of this mortal coil:

Smile

Smile though your heart is aching

Smile even though it's breaking

When there are clouds in the sky, you'll get by

If you smile through your fear and sorrow

Smile and maybe tomorrow

You'll see the sun come shining through for you

Light up your face with gladness

Hide every trace of sadness

Although a tear may be ever so near

That's the time you must keep on trying

Smile, what's the use of crying?

You'll find that life is still worthwhile

If you just smile

That's the time you must keep on trying

Smile, what's the use of crying?

You'll find that life is still worthwhile

If you just smile

[Joe Shaw]

Originally posted by Roxy:

</font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by Joe Shaw:

Roxy ... a brazen wench if ever there was one who would have, depend upon it, created an atmosphere of unbridled lust and passion...

Why thank you, Cole Slaw. I assume this means you're looking forward to your rendezvous with Roxy in Minneapolis.

Now to more important matters. What kind of Just-a-Carrot are you? I'm sure there is some crusty old rule or tradition that says a Serf of The Realm is entitled to have his name bolded. If NOTHING else, a Serf is entitled to that, is he not? Even persistent puke SSNs get their names bolded.

You sir, are a foul and corrupt Carrot of a Kangaroo Kourt. You're not fit to preside over a kindergarten classroom of kiddies on crack killing kittens.

Bold my name, sir; as I bold yours!! After you have done that you may SOD OFF!!

Serf Treeburst155 out.</font>

[dalem]

18 hrs with no internet connectivity and I return to this? THIS?

Turns out when I bloody well feel like it. Also, I'm in Reston, VA for some stupid meetings with my stupid customer Thursday and Friday. Deal with it.

And yes, my new chimney cap looks good, thank you very much.

[**YK2**]

Originally posted by dalem:

18 hrs with no internet connectivity and I return to this? THIS?

Turns out when I bloody well feel like it. Also, I'm in Reston, VA for some stupid meetings with my stupid customer Thursday and Friday. Deal with it.

And yes, my new chimney cap looks good, thank you very much.

Welcome home dalem

Lang may your new chimney reek.

[Lars]

dalem, did you get my e-mail?

[Roxy]

Thank you, Justicar Joe, for the clarification on bolding and spelling of names. As much as it pains me to admit it, I LIKE your "personal rules" personally, and will put them into effect myself. Do not perceive this as any sort of recognition of your authority as The Carrot. I just happen to agree with you. It will probably be the last time, too, since you're Sodding Off Now!!

As to any question of androgyny, all that remains of Roxy(Bolded because she was a true Lady), is her epitaph and her account (due to technical reasons). You're dealing with Treeburst155 here you feeble minded lackwit lump of lard. SOOOooooooo, with that clarification, we're both now clearly clarified. Is that clear? Now....SOD OFF AGAIN!!!

Serf Treeburst155 out.

[ August 21, 2002, 03:58 PM: Message edited by: Roxy ]

[Lurkur]

Uh... Treeburst,

Now that Roxy is really gone you may want to change out of that dress...

Lurk

[Agua Perdido]

Originally posted by Joe Shaw:

... see what I mean?

Joe

Where's my damned turn? If you can send some idjit Oztralyun two turns in a week, you can damned well send me five.

Agua Perdido

[MrPeng]

mia:

AJ:no file

GF: lies lies lies

Mike: where is the setup file?

chrisl: eh?

[Roxy]

Originally posted by Lurkur:

Uh... Treeburst,

Now that Roxy is really gone you may want to change out of that dress...

Lurk

Do I hafta? Pillock.

Treeburst155 out.

[ August 21, 2002, 05:07 PM: Message edited by: Roxy ]

[Goanna]

I think the lot of you aren't fit to get caught in the strainer when this Cesspool gets drained. Quit talking about some worthless piece of crap that neither mrspkr or shaw could come up with singly and get your arse over to the Scenario Depot and keep "Where Eagles Dare" from slipping from the top ten. And give it some awards while you are their you pack of nittering fools.

[Guest Mike]

Originally posted by MrPeng:

mia:

Mike: where is the setup file?

Is this your idea of a challenge??

[Goanna]

{serious}BTW Berli, sorry I wasn't able to get you comments on "Teeth Enough to Bite" before you posted it. This is, of course, wildman's fault as he was a non-returning bastige for quite a while about a month back.

I will still post you my comments in the usual way at the Depot when we are done.{/serious}

[Patchy]

Cesspoolers, thanks for all the happy songs! We better be careful...the Justicar doesn't like things to get too nice around here.

Panzer Leader, I love the Little Tramp...I love that song too. Now I will make sure that Berli does not kill you.

Hiram, are you sure that was a happy song?

Persephone

[Hakko Ichiu]

Originally posted by Persephone:

Cesspoolers, thanks for all the happy songs! We better be careful...the Justicar doesn't like things to get too nice around here.

As you wish, Lady:

Spring is here, spring is here,

Life is skittles, and life is beer.

I think the loveliest time of the year is the Spring, I do.

Don't you? Course you do!

But there's one thing that makes spring complete for me,

And makes every Sunday a treat for me...

All the world seems in tune on a spring afternoon,

When we're poisoning pigeons in the park.

Every Sunday you'll see my sweetheart and me

As we poison the pigeons in the park.

When they see us coming, the birdies all try and hide,

But they still go for peanuts when coated in cyanide.

The sun's shining bright, everything seems alright,

When we're poisoning pigeons in the park.

We've gained notoriety, and caused much anxiety,

In the Audobon Society with our games.

They call it impiety and lack of propriety,

And quite a variety of unpleasant names.

But it's not against any religion,

To want to dispose of a pigeon!

So if Sunday you're free, why don't you come with me,

And we'll poison the pigeons in the park.

And maybe we'll do in a squirrel or two, while we poison the pigeons in the park.

We'll murder them all amidst laughter and merriment,

Except for the few we take home to experiment.

My pulse will be quickening with each drop of strychnine

We feed to a pigeon - it just takes a smidgeon

To poison a pigeon in the park.

[ August 21, 2002, 08:08 PM: Message edited by: Hakko Ichiu ]

[Moriarty]

Bravo, Hakko, you should be poet laureate of the MBT.

[Moriarty]

Originally posted by Goanna:

I think the lot of you aren't fit to get caught in the strainer when this Cesspool gets drained. Quit talking about some worthless piece of crap that neither mrspkr or shaw could come up with singly and get your arse over to the Scenario Depot and keep "Where Eagles Dare" from slipping from the top ten. And give it some awards while you are their you pack of nittering fools.

Does it matter if I've played it? Or, being in such close proximity to Chicago, would the usual voting rules apply?

[ August 21, 2002, 08:23 PM: Message edited by: Moriarty ]

[Boo Radley]

Originally posted by dalem:

And yes, my new chimney cap looks good, thank you very much.

Is it pointy and red? Your chimney cap, I mean.