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...but I'll do it, so people will stop sending it in.
(Thanks to many people)
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(Thanks to many people)
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Ok, guys, now I feel like an idiot. I'm sorry; I was just feeling sorry for myself. I guess I need to stop and think before asking for attention, because I seem to forget that it embarrasses me and makes me realize how foolish I am.
Mr. Fisher, I'm no well-oiled machine, but certainly well buttered after the buttering up you just gave me. And Lab, sweet talk is great, but you can't sweep my off my feet. Nor sweet talk me into sweeping.
I'm guessing you figured that my guilt would kick in and I'd sweep as penance? Well, no sireebob, not me, no how, no way.
*clouds of dust rise as she sweeps*
You aren't getting a broom in MY hand; nope, it ain't happening.
*cough, cough* *vision is obscured completely by the swirling dust*
Where did all this dirt come from anyway? Must be all the dirty minds they let loose here.
Posted by: neophyte mbe lp | March 11, 2005 at 09:29 AM
Look, Lab, the rest of the world is finally starting to understand!!
Brooklyn really is the center of the universe!
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson on March 11, 2005 02:13 PM
Posted by: neophyte | March 11, 2005 at 09:34 AM
I had to read your post multiple times in order to figure out what you were talking about! LOL
Thanks for sweepting for us. Have a MOATarita on me. Oh, you missed a spot. --->
And, I knew you'd feel bad, yes. And I knew I could guilt you into sweeping. heh heh
After all, I am EVIL, remember.
Posted by: «LabSpecimen» | March 11, 2005 at 10:07 AM
New Sensation
Sensation Blues
Posted by: «LabSpecimen» | March 11, 2005 at 10:11 AM
I'm here to save your grammar!
Posted by: «CaptainLiteral» | March 11, 2005 at 11:34 AM
Find deer to shave your lemur!
Sensation Blues
Back in Black
Posted by: Mr.Unhelpfulfishuhmer | March 11, 2005 at 12:03 PM
Back in Black
Karma Chameleon
hehehe kumakumakumakuma
Posted by: Mr.CultureFish | March 11, 2005 at 12:17 PM
Karma Chameleon
No Way In Hell
Posted by: neophyte | March 11, 2005 at 01:15 PM
HAHAHAHAHAH!!
Posted by: Mr.Fishair | March 11, 2005 at 01:17 PM
HAHAHAHAHAH!!
Posted by: Mr.Fishair | March 11, 2005 at 01:18 PM
OK.
Whew!
No Way In Hell
Happy To Be Stuck With You
Posted by: Mr.Fishair | March 11, 2005 at 01:25 PM
Happy To Be Stuck With You
Yes, Baby
Posted by: neophyte | March 11, 2005 at 01:40 PM
Yes, Baby
Yes I Guess They Oughta Name a Drink After You
Posted by: neophyte | March 11, 2005 at 04:43 PM
Ok, I am having fun seeing if they DID name a drink after anybody here. I'm not exactly familiar with drinks; beer and margaritas are about the limit of my knowledge. I'm sure you are all familiar with them, but some of these names just caught my eye.
So did any of these get their names from of any of you?
Sloe Comfortable Screw Up Against The Wall With A Kiss
Woo Woo
Brain Haemorrhage
Chocolate Monkey
Banana Boat
Between the Sheets
Freddy Fudpucker
Posted by: neophyte mbe lp | March 11, 2005 at 06:52 PM
*admits to drinking a Freddy Fudpucker*
Hey it was my 21st!! That was 10 years ago.. almost (I'm still 30..that means that I'm not over 20.. yet. I'm holding out as long as humanly possible. After that I lie). And I only drank it cause the guy who bought it didn't like it so he threw some random things in it (jelly beans, chilli peppers, a chunk of beef & a couple of other things )and dared me to drink it. This is the same guy that I beat in a vinegar-drinking competition 5 yrs previously at a mutual friend's 16th birthday party. You think he'd know better. Not only did I drink the FF, I pulled the chillis out and ate them straight.
All in all, I prefer a Malibu & Coke. Or a Bloody Mary. Or a Killer Coffee. Not another FF.
Oh.. and where were we up to?
Yes I Guess They Oughta Name a Drink After You
Yeah, Right!
Posted by: Kafaleni | March 11, 2005 at 10:07 PM
*zips in*
*does the Happy to be Back Zippy Dance*
Yeah, Right!
Tie me Kangaroo Down, Boy
Posted by: Eleanor | March 12, 2005 at 11:40 AM
Tie me Kangaroo Down, Boy
You (from the album "Animal Rights")
Posted by: neophyte | March 12, 2005 at 07:32 PM
Tie me Kangaroo Down, Boy
You (from the album "Animal Rights")
Unleash the Dragon
Posted by: neophyte | March 12, 2005 at 08:43 PM
hee hee hee! from Dave D. on the Dave D. Last Thread:
Just checking in - been busy - just joined a local martial arts program and at LAST I found the best method of staying in shape and learning new skills that pay-off in the day-to-day routine that comes with living in the Washington, DC area...
Stooge-Fu is a system of many unconventional techniques, weapons or whatever is at hand used to dominate your opponent.
Origin: United States.
History:
Stooge-Fu was developed in the early 1900s in the United States from a system commonly known as "slapstick". Slapstick was used by many in those days and was introduced to the only Stooge-Fu masters Moe Howard, Larry Fine and Jerome (Curly) Fine by Ted Healy. Moe, Curly, and Larry subsequently broke with Ted and developed slapstick into what is now know as Stooge-Fu.
Although many have tried to duplicate the masters of Stooge-Fu, none have come close to success. While still practiced by some, there are currently no known masters of Stooge-Fu.
Stooge-Fu is well known for the distinctive sound made upon a successful strike. A fist to the forehead strike, if done properly, will produce a distinctive sound similar to two coconut halves being pounded together.
Stooge-Fu also uses many open-hand techniques to the face, called slaps. These strikes also result in a distinctive smacking sound when applied properly. This strike is also useful against multiple opponents who are side by side. After slapping the first opponent, the hand can be followed through to slap the next opponent, and the next.
A common move in the art of Stooge-Fu, is the "Moe-Eye-Poke". The Grandmaster, Moe used it often. Occasionally his protégés would be able to block this move using a knife hand placed vertically about the bridge of the nose. In most cases, Grandmaster Moe was able to pull off the move successfully by luring his opponents in to "pick out two".
Combination moves are also a feature of Stooge-Fu. A common one employed by Grandmaster Moe would be an abdomen punch followed immediately by a fist to the forehead. You'll know it was applied properly if the "bass drum" sound occurs from the abdomen punch and the opponent bows over. This is usually followed up with a fist to the forehead, which returns the opponent to the upright position, thus making him vulnerable for a follow-up attack.
Master Curly favored the defensive moves of Stooge-Fu, being the quivering hand wave. This move can be described by quickly shaking you wrist while moving your hand up and down in your opponent's face. If done properly, the opponent will be distracted and his gaze will be fixed upon your hand, giving you time to escape. It has limited offensive capabilities as well. For example, when your opponent's gaze is fixed upon you hand, you can lower it and pat the ground, in which case the opponent's head will follow, and smack the ground in a similar fashion.
Not uncommon to Stooge-Fu is the use of feints, or distractions to create an opening. One such example is to present your fist to your opponent about chest-high and say "see that?" The opponent will slap the fist sending it in a circular movement behind you and back over your own head to result in a rap on your opponent’s skull. Great discretion should be observed before attempting this move, because used indiscriminately, you could end up rapping your own skull.
Some moves in Stooge-Fu are designed for multiple attackers. One of these is using the opponent's jacket against him and his partner. When one of the opponents is removing his jacket to thrash you, you must maneuver your arm into his empty sleeve before he gets his arm out of the other sleeve. Then with a spinning movement, you strike his partner with your fist and turn such that when he strikes back, your opponent, who is caught in the other sleeve, receives the blow. Then repeat the process until both opponents are rendered unconscious.
Stooge-Fu is not just limited to strikes. There exists numerous grabs as well. One commonly used grab is to pull a handful of the opponent’s hair out of his head, also resulting in a loud tearing sound when applied properly. Master Curly showed the best defense for this move by keeping his head shaved.
Stooge-Fu also employs a wide variety of weapons. Some of these are hammers, pipes, various dishes, power tools, boiling water, hot irons, ink pens, golf clubs, vices, saws, etc...
While on the subject of weapons, pie-hurling was a favorite technique of the Masters. Although pies, pastries and eggs were the main items of throwing due to their damaging effects, food of all sorts could be used effectively.
Psychological aspects of Stooge-Fu include intimidating yells such as, "Why you, nitwit! I oughtta murder you!", and "Hey, Porcupine! Come here!" and "Remind me to kill you later!”.
Posted by: Dave D. (MBE LP) on March 13, 2005 06:32 AM
Posted by: neophyte | March 13, 2005 at 11:03 AM
,i>BULLETIN!
new moat - something to do with Elvis and Rocking
Posted by: Eleanor | March 13, 2005 at 04:14 PM
Technically speaking... it's
Tie Me Kangaroo Down Sport,
but it's too late to be bothered with technicalities
Meanwhile.. further down the thread...
Dead Skunk
Sitting Inside My Head
I used to get the lyrics to this wrong all the time. I thought it was all about drugs. Turns out it's about drinking. That's just so much better.
Posted by: Kafaleni | March 13, 2005 at 10:11 PM
Drunk Again
(resisting re-using Numa Numa Iei... you have to be drunk for that one)
No, Not Again
Posted by: Kafaleni | March 14, 2005 at 01:17 AM
No, Not Again
Not a Second Time
Posted by: neophyte | March 14, 2005 at 04:23 AM
Not a Second Time
Enough's Enough
Posted by: neophyte | March 14, 2005 at 05:40 AM
Enough's Enough
How Much Is Enough
Posted by: neophyte | March 14, 2005 at 05:53 AM
How Much Is Enough
How Would I Know
Posted by: neophyte | March 14, 2005 at 06:19 AM
How Much is Enough
Hold My Hand (brought to you in [part] b Hootie and the BlowFish)
*strolls out in a brand new tailored thong*
*winks at the ladies*
*trips over a Kangaroo*
*splort*
Posted by: Mr.Fishair | March 14, 2005 at 06:22 AM
Oooh, ooh, and don't anybody take this word personally, but I've been waiting to use this song!
Hold My Hand
How Stupid Mr. Bates
;)
Posted by: neophyte | March 14, 2005 at 06:29 AM
How Stupid Mr. Bates (it's ok Neo, I get that alot, really I'm fine)
Broken Wings (sung by Mr.Mister ;)
Oh, yeah I'm supposed to be ;(
Posted by: Mr.Fishair | March 14, 2005 at 06:55 AM
sung by Mr.Mister? Wow, Mr. Fishair, you've taught yours to sing? I'm very impressed!
Broken Wings
We Could be Flying
Posted by: neophyte | March 14, 2005 at 07:05 AM
We Could be Flying
Fill the Air
(Why yes, Neo. But the funny thing is that now matter how long he sings, at some point he always gets choked up. )
Posted by: Mr.Fishair | March 14, 2005 at 07:24 AM
Was that "Fill the Air" or "Feel the Air"?
Ah well, no matter.
Fill the Air
Air Giant
Posted by: neophyte | March 14, 2005 at 07:32 AM
Oh my gosh! I need more A's to work with! There are some great "air" related songs! :D
Posted by: neophyte | March 14, 2005 at 07:38 AM
Air Giant
The Purple People Eater
(Hey, it COULD be linked!)
Posted by: Kafaleni | March 14, 2005 at 09:07 AM
The Purple People Eater
Really Long One
Posted by: «CaptainLiteral» | March 14, 2005 at 09:41 AM
Really Long One
Only After Dark
(can't seem to think of an A, Neo, course I'm usually thinking with my A, so maybe there's a conflict of interest)
Posted by: Mr.Fishair | March 14, 2005 at 10:16 AM
Inches Feet Miles by Heywood Banks
Oh, a mile is five thousand two hundred eighty feet
Fifty-two eighty
Five-two-eight-ohhh
And everybody knows that a foot is twelve inches
Twelve inches
Inches in length
That’s sixty-three thousand three hundred sixty inches
In a mile
That’s sixty-three thousand three hundred sixty inches
In a mile
Oh, the average body has 45 miles of nerves
Forty-five
Forty-five miles
That’s two million eight hundred fifty-one thousand two hundred
Inches of nerves
Inches of nerves
And you are getting on every inch of my
You are getting on every inch of my
You are getting on every inch of my
Nerve
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
(Repeat and fade)
Posted by: «CaptainLiteral» | March 14, 2005 at 10:22 AM
Only After Dark
Day is Done
Posted by: neophyte | March 14, 2005 at 02:37 PM
Day is Done
Don't Be Afraid of the Dark
Posted by: neophyte | March 14, 2005 at 02:51 PM
Don't Be Afraid of the Dark
Knight Moves
Posted by: neophyte | March 14, 2005 at 03:33 PM
Night Moves
Song Sung Blue
Posted by: Eleanor | March 14, 2005 at 03:43 PM
*zips in*
That should be:
Knight Moves
Song Sung Blue
Carry on.
*zips out*
Posted by: Eleanor | March 14, 2005 at 03:46 PM
Song Sung Blue
Everybody Knows Everything
Everybody Knows A Little Something
Posted by: neophyte | March 14, 2005 at 08:24 PM
Everybody Knows a Little Something
Something's Missing In My Life*
.
.
.
* Sorry for the weenie music... but it was the only link that came to mind.. and look at the time I'm posting at!! (ignoring the fact that BCT or even EST is several hours out from NZST and I should be wide awake)
Posted by: Kafaleni | March 14, 2005 at 11:00 PM
Something's Missing In My Life
Live, Laugh, Love
Posted by: neophyte | March 15, 2005 at 08:47 AM
Live, Laugh Love
Love is a Battlefield
*somebody love me a moatarita please?*
Posted by: Kafaleni | March 15, 2005 at 08:53 AM
Love is a Battlefield
Bullet Proof
*Loves everyone a Moatarita w/ a splash of Sangria on the top*
*swirl*
mmmmmmmmmmmmm.......
Posted by: Mr.Fishair | March 15, 2005 at 11:13 AM
Bullet Proof
(The) First Cut is the Deepest
Posted by: Eleanor | March 15, 2005 at 11:26 AM
Love is a Battlefield
Bullet Proof
(The) First Cut is the Deepest
There Are Many Dangers
Posted by: neophyte | March 15, 2005 at 11:35 AM
Sad But True
Posted by: neophyte | March 15, 2005 at 01:33 PM
Sad But True
(ok I couldn't decide, but these are all Stones songs)
Take it or Leave it
Try a Little Harder
Too Much Blood
Too Rude
Too Tough
Torn and Frayed
Thru and Thru
Turd on the Run
Tumbling Dice
and my favorite
Tie You Up (The Pain of Love)
You Pick Ladies and Gents! (but NOT YOUR NOSES!!)
Whew, those Moataritas are really kickin in!
Posted by: Mr.Fishair | March 15, 2005 at 01:44 PM
Tie You Up
Pain and Pleasure
Psst, Mr. Fishair, love a moatarita over this way!
Posted by: neophyte | March 15, 2005 at 02:21 PM
Pain and Pleasure
Everybody Loves a Baby
Posted by: Eleanor | March 15, 2005 at 04:47 PM
Pain and Pleasure
Everybody Loves a Baby
Posted by: Eleanor | March 15, 2005 at 04:47 PM
To celebrate my new computer AND high speed:
A DOUBLE POST!
Posted by: Eleanor | March 15, 2005 at 04:49 PM
Everybody Loves a Baby
Baby Loves to Rock
Posted by: neophyte | March 15, 2005 at 06:35 PM
Baby Loves to Rock
Kyrie (YES!!, I got another Mr.Mister song in!)
*Loves MissNeo a morning Moatarita*
Way to stick it to us twice Elaynior!
Wait, that didn't so good, huh?
Posted by: Mr.Fishair | March 16, 2005 at 05:46 AM
Baby Loves to Rock
Rock Me in the Groove
Posted by: LabSpecimen | March 16, 2005 at 05:53 AM
Oops. LTTG
Posted by: LabSpecimen | March 16, 2005 at 05:58 AM
Kyrie
Even When I'm Blue
Posted by: neophyte | March 16, 2005 at 06:20 AM
Even When I'm Blue
Everything Dies in Time
Posted by: LabSpecimen | March 16, 2005 at 06:36 AM
Everything Dies in Time
Tomorrow! Tomorrow!
Posted by: Mr.Fishair | March 16, 2005 at 07:11 AM
Tomorrow Comes Today
Posted by: neophyte | March 16, 2005 at 07:26 AM
The Show Must Go On
Posted by: Mr.Fishair | March 16, 2005 at 08:09 AM
The Show Must Go On
Not Now James, We're Busy
Posted by: neophyte | March 16, 2005 at 09:59 AM
Not Now James, We're Busy
Back Door Man
Posted by: Mr.Fishair | March 16, 2005 at 11:48 AM
Wai,wai,WAIT!
Redo redo!
Not Now James, We're Busy
Beatin', Banging and Scratching
oh yeah, much saucier.
Posted by: Mr.Fishair | March 16, 2005 at 11:52 AM
Going Wild For You Baby
Saucy Fish... wasn't that discussed on the MOAT today?
Posted by: neophyte | March 16, 2005 at 01:05 PM
Going Wild for you Baby
Younger Than Springtime
Mr. Fishair - I didn't know that was a "redo" rule!!!!!
Posted by: Eleanor | March 16, 2005 at 03:24 PM
Going Wild for you Baby
Younger Than Springtime
Mr. Fishair - I didn't know that was a "redo" rule!!!!!
Posted by: Eleanor | March 16, 2005 at 03:25 PM
*zips in*
Apparently this particular thread likes me sooooo much that it double posts all my entries!!
*zips out feeling quite satisfied with her explanation*
Posted by: Eleanor | March 16, 2005 at 03:27 PM
Younger Than Springtime
Each Season Every Year
Posted by: neophyte | March 16, 2005 at 06:04 PM
Each Season Every Year
Restless Wind
Posted by: Alex | March 16, 2005 at 06:56 PM
Restless Wind
Damn Right I've Got the Blues
Posted by: neophyte | March 16, 2005 at 08:12 PM
Damn Right I've Got the Blues
Sea of Sorrow
Posted by: Alex | March 16, 2005 at 09:00 PM
Sea of Sorrow
Walking on Broken Glass
Posted by: Alex | March 16, 2005 at 09:01 PM
Walking on Broken Glass
(The) Ground Beneath Her Feet
OK.. I had to search a bit for this. The only "walking" related song I could think of was "These Boots Are Made For Walking" and I couldn't fit that in under the rules. It didn't really quite follow the theme either. But it's St Pat's day and I've been drinking Irish coffee. Slainte!
Posted by: Kafaleni | March 16, 2005 at 11:53 PM
The Ground Beneath Her Feet
Follow Me Around
Posted by: Alex [insert clever Irish name here] | March 17, 2005 at 01:46 AM
Follow Me Around
Dr. Feelgood
Posted by: Mr.SaucyMcFishnChips | March 17, 2005 at 06:01 AM
Dr. Feelgood
Feel That?
Posted by: «CaptainLiteral» | March 17, 2005 at 06:14 AM
[random comment]
Posted by: «LabSpecimen» | March 17, 2005 at 06:19 AM
When Irish Eyes Are Smiling
(broke all rules to honor St. Pats Day - sue me!)
Posted by: El O'Zip | March 17, 2005 at 08:16 AM
Father O'Flynn
O Danny Boy
(since I'm not being sued my rule-breaking knows no boundaries!)
Posted by: El O'Zip | March 17, 2005 at 11:34 AM
Actually, I used the "O" - so that makes me "O"K!
Posted by: El O'Zip | March 17, 2005 at 12:13 PM
Black is the Colour
Rainy Day in Georgia
Posted by: Eleanor | March 17, 2005 at 04:55 PM
or is that
Rainy Night in Georgia???
Whatever!
Posted by: Eleanor | March 17, 2005 at 04:56 PM
In honor of Goddess of Fertility Day
Goddess of Fertility
(Found on that hugely popular album Nature Goddess by Ancient Brotherhood, along with the wonderfully titled songs "Goddess of the Full Moon," "Goddess of Fire," "Goddess of Amazon," and "Elder Goddess.")
[One of these things is not like the others...]
Posted by: «LabSPecimen» | March 18, 2005 at 04:59 AM
*grumble* *grumble* [random comment]
Posted by: «LabSpecimen» | March 18, 2005 at 05:01 AM
Goddess of Fertility
You're So Vain
Posted by: Eleanor | March 18, 2005 at 08:33 AM
You're So Vain
Vaseline
Posted by: Mr.SaucyMcFishnChips | March 18, 2005 at 08:51 AM
oooops.
Still stuck on yesterday.
Neo, It was a bad thing about my uncles' band playing last night because, I had class until 10:30, and I wasn't able to go. I'm sure it was great for him and my aunt though. ;)
Posted by: Mr.Fishair | March 18, 2005 at 08:54 AM
Vaseline
*snork*
Emmaline
Posted by: Eleanor | March 18, 2005 at 09:49 AM
I keep reading Tie me Kangaroo Down, Boy as Tie me Down, Kangaroo Boy
/end random comment
Vaseline
End Like That
Posted by: Just | March 18, 2005 at 09:50 AM
(No, there is no relation between the song I put and Vaseline, however this list was sadly lacking in Bruce.... )
:)
Posted by: Just | March 18, 2005 at 09:51 AM
or maybe it's Maybelline (?)
but isn't that mascara? *talking to myself here*
Posted by: Eleanor | March 18, 2005 at 09:52 AM
You're putting mascara on a Kangaroo???
*confused*
at least its better than a Kangaroo covered in Vasiline!!!!
Posted by: Just | March 18, 2005 at 10:10 AM
*stops rubbing vasoline on the kangaroo*
Oops. Sorry about that, mate.
End Like That
Trippin' on a Hole in a Paper Heart
Posted by: «LabSpecimen» | March 18, 2005 at 10:26 AM
Trippin' on a Hole in a Paper Heart
Trip Away
[STP to Jane's Addiction segue!]
Posted by: «LabSpecimen» | March 18, 2005 at 10:39 AM
Trippin' on a Hole in a Paper Heart
Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me (U2)
*making sure to keep away from the Vasoline covered Kanga*
Posted by: Just | March 18, 2005 at 10:39 AM
:P
Posted by: Just | March 18, 2005 at 10:42 AM