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Jack Heinlen
11-22-2004, 05:16 PM
Much of the politics now posted seems like the tail end of a boiler that has blown. Bush a hero because he stood up to Chileans; Bush a bad diplomat because he stood up to Chileans. Condolessa Rice is the anti-christ, Condi is an emblem of black leadership. The Marine who shot that guy in the head ought to be decorated; that Marine is the worst thing since Lt. Calley. What a bunch of horse hocky!

The people who post this tripe have no idea what is really going on, and play at politics. I have no idea what goes on behind the scenes. NONE of us knows. Let's have the good sense to not follow the latest blurb from the front lines of this very difficult world. If you have new insight, then post it, but the Drudge approach is really getting old.

11-22-2004, 05:20 PM
I like my guitar. I got a really neat setup. It sounds just like SRV's. The secret is the chorus and Ibenez tube screamer. :D I can't hear Sh!T! :eek:

[ 11-22-2004, 05:22 PM: Message edited by: TGP ]

11-22-2004, 05:27 PM

Deck us all with Boston Charlie,
Walla Walla, Wash., an' Kalamazoo!
Nora's freezin' on the trolley,
Swaller dollar cauliflower alley-garoo!

Don't we know archaic barrel,
Lullaby Lilla boy, Louisville Lou?
Trolley Molly don't love Harold,
Boola boola Pensacoola hullabaloo!

Bark us all bow-wows of folly,
Polly wolly cracker n' too-da-loo!
Hunky Dory's pop is lolly gaggin' on the wagon,
Willy, folly go through!

Donkey Bonny brays a carol,
Antelope Cantaloup, 'lope with you!
Chollie's collie barks at Barrow,
Harum scarum five alarum bung-a-loo!

(NOTE: Diligent researchers, including the esteemed
folk-lorist, Professor Jiggs Potlook, have also unearthed
the following partial verses. We make no guarantee
for their authenticity. For further research, kindly
consult Kelly, Walt; Deck Us All With Boston Charlie,
Simon and Schuster, 1963.)

Duck us all in bowls of barley,
Hinky dinky dink an' Polly Voo!
Chilly Filly's name is Chollie,
Chollie Filly's jolly chilly view halloo!

Bark us all bow-wows of folly,
Double-bubble, toyland trouble! Woof, Woof, Woof!
Tizzy seas on melon collie!
Dibble-dabble, scribble-scrabble! Goof, Goof, Goof!

Tickle salty boss anchovie
Wash a wash a wall Anna Kangaroo
Ducky allus bows to Polly,
Prolly Wally would but har'ly do!

Dock us all a bowsprit, Solly --
Golly, Solly's cold and so's ol' Lou!

Peter Malcolm Jardine
11-22-2004, 07:16 PM
aaahhh Albert, Churchy Lafemme, Ma'am Hepzibah and the whole crew. I grew up with Pogo... my dad still has a lot of the books.

The "Tickle salty boss Anchovie" verse first appeared in Prehisterical Pogo, one of the last books (if memory serves)

[ 11-22-2004, 07:21 PM: Message edited by: Peter Malcolm Jardine ]

11-22-2004, 07:23 PM
Your thread and the posts that followed have just won todays award for the biggest waste of band wide.
If you don't have anything to say keep your mouths shut until you do please.

11-22-2004, 07:31 PM
If I don't have anything to say, you don't have to read it. tongue.gif

Peter Malcolm Jardine
11-22-2004, 07:34 PM


11-22-2004, 07:51 PM
There still wasn't an Alice's Restuarant in Stockbridge, Massachuseets....

11-22-2004, 09:09 PM
LOL! Almost like the bilge in the good old days.

Phillip Allen
11-22-2004, 09:12 PM
"Well the goodle days and lost and gone.
A lot of good people have done gone on..."

John Hartford tune

Peter Malcolm Jardine
11-22-2004, 10:40 PM
Oops. :eek: :eek:


[ 11-22-2004, 10:44 PM: Message edited by: Peter Malcolm Jardine ]

Peter Malcolm Jardine
11-22-2004, 10:57 PM


Ross M
11-22-2004, 11:54 PM
Good topic; I promise I will not do this again:

Pop before the war
lunch before the score
steady as she goes
following my nose
I'm a bull mongrel
that's me

Shimon Peres
whatcha gonna do
I'm from detroit
blow the reveille
deatho knocko
that's me little ol'me
glamorous me

Johnny can't read
blah blah blah
I' can't see
blah blah blah
tuna on white
guns all night
blah blah blah

Cat taboo girl-
raped by an ape
cat taboo girl
jam the sucker in
you dig the mongrels
guardian of the state
says you gotta go
bombin' low

Senator Rambo
merrily you go
monkey butcher knows
a cab to find abank
a bank to find a loan
'cause you can't be alone
you dig the mongrels

Violent peace
blah blah blah
buy it right now
blah blah blah
we are the world
we are so huge
blah blah blah
johnny can't read
blah blah blah
I' can't see
blah blah blah
tuna on white
guns all night
blah blah blah

blue jeans coolies
everything huge
petrified food
pizza killers
from napalm to nice guy
nifty fifty
hit 'em where they live

the most spoiled brats
on god's green earth

pop before the war

Iggy Pop/David Bowie (1986)