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HA! HA!
Posted by: cyaneyed | July 17, 2006 at 11:03 AM
*SCHNORK!!*
Posted by: Punkin Poo | July 17, 2006 at 11:05 AM
Yet another 'Duh!' story - is that the theme for today?
Posted by: KCSteve | July 17, 2006 at 11:09 AM
At the risk of being extremely unfunny here's a novel idea. Instead of annoying an entire neighborhood, why not just post a cop there? It's three hours three times per week.
Resume humalarity.
Posted by: blurkernomore | July 17, 2006 at 11:12 AM
"We have tried to reduce the sound and we are reviewing the songs. I don't mind Marry Manilow, but I'm more of an ABBA and Celine Dion fan."
(Mudstuffin stunned into silence)
Posted by: mudstuffin | July 17, 2006 at 11:13 AM
*will acknowledge that I didn't send that in, judi*
"Barry's our secret weapon,"(should we call Homeland Security?? they could use this on terrorists)
Posted by: Susy | July 17, 2006 at 11:15 AM
Susy, the terrorists are living in the 1600's. Something much worse than BM is required...maybe Zamfir on the panflute.
Posted by: Olo Baggins of Bywater | July 17, 2006 at 11:21 AM
haiku:
weaponized music
I just did a mini-puke
thinking about it
the pussycat dolls
"I'm gonna stick witchoo" song
kills rodents. No lie.
ISIANMTU: Last week I went to an open-mike night at a local blues club. Toward the end of the evening, a pair got up and sang, straight faced and without irony, "A Horse with No Name". My friend and I tried hard to pretend that we were laughing at something else.
Posted by: mudstuffin | July 17, 2006 at 11:27 AM
Oh my. Talk about cruel and unusual punishment...
Posted by: Bumble | July 17, 2006 at 11:28 AM
Dave...we feel the same about you...You're our secret weapon. Just think, a duet featuring Barry and Barry could be the tactic we need to "Rock the Casbah"
Posted by: Philintexas | July 17, 2006 at 11:29 AM
MOST UNDERSTATED HEADLINE OF THE DAT SO FAR
Posted by: Layzeeboy | July 17, 2006 at 11:29 AM
woops....make that "DAY"
*100 degree Mondays confuse fingers*
Posted by: Layzeeboy | July 17, 2006 at 11:30 AM
I have a confession to make: I like Manilow. I also have a sense of humor, which is why I think the Manilow jokes are hilarious. But I gotta tell ya: If Mandy came on the radio while I was driving, I'd be singing it at the top of my lungs.
Posted by: Straw | July 17, 2006 at 11:33 AM
I know who I am. Do you know who you are?
Posted by: Al Chumley | July 17, 2006 at 11:33 AM
Hehe, send him into the Sunni Triangle and make their heads a-splode like the aliens in _Mars Attacks_...
Better yet, him and Barbra. And every recorded piece of Barbra. INCLUDING ALL MY MOM'S CDs! TO TIKRIT!
Posted by: otis wildflower | July 17, 2006 at 11:40 AM
"Marry" Manilow? There's got to be a joke there somewhere.
Posted by: Betsi | July 17, 2006 at 11:43 AM
Well, duh!
Posted by: Lairbo | July 17, 2006 at 11:45 AM
I confess that I used to LOVE Barry Manilow back in the day and even saw him in concert. (I blame drugs)
Posted by: Susy | July 17, 2006 at 11:46 AM
Hey I just realized we could harness Manilow's power for good and not evil. Here's the plan: We shanghai Barry, and send him off to Falluja. I figure one of three results will happen, all of them good.
1) The terrorists will decide they like his music, kidnap him, and force him to sing only for them. Slightly creepy, but at least he's gone.
2) The terrorists decide they don't like his music/mistake him for a Shiite, and killl him with a suicide bomb. Messy but he's gone for good.
3) The terrorists decide they don't like his The terrorists decide they don't like his music/mistake him for a Shiite, and kill him with a suicide bomb. Alas his songs are already stuck in their heads, driving them insane, forcing them to drown themselves in the Euphates and end their torment. Best scenario.
Posted by: Edgar Greenberg | July 17, 2006 at 11:49 AM
we arlready sent Kathy Griffin to Tikrit...how much more can that region take?
Posted by: Chaz | July 17, 2006 at 12:07 PM
Q: "Now, 007, we have our latest secret weapon, the Marry Banilow. It's an audio device capable of clearing away large crowds and reducing terrorists to a fetal position, babbling nonsense. Use it cautiously and, for heaven's sake, remember to insert your ear plugs before deploying it."
Posted by: MOTW | July 17, 2006 at 12:30 PM
I loved this:
"Barry's our secret weapon," Rockdale Deputy Mayor Bill Saravinovski told The Daily Telegraph newspaper, four weeks after the start of the effort. "It seems to be working."
Yes, I dare say it does.
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | July 17, 2006 at 12:45 PM
Aw, nuts, everyone in the known universe beat me to it!
Posted by: Renee (the First) | July 17, 2006 at 12:50 PM
I didn't send it in. Yet. Okay, I'll send it now!
Posted by: «LabSpecimen» | July 17, 2006 at 01:45 PM
*snork* at Lab. Me,too!
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | July 17, 2006 at 02:23 PM
Barry's our secret weapon. Saravinovski isn't so good at keeping secrets, everyone's heard it. I suggest he Humperdinks the situation.
Posted by: woogienthecat | July 17, 2006 at 02:44 PM
I hate "Copacabana" as much as the next guy, but I dare any of you to listen to "Manilow Sings Sinatra" or "Swing Street" and not be impressed.
Posted by: JayBee | July 18, 2006 at 01:02 AM