*Engages McCarthy Mode*
All, right Mister, tell this committee, are you now, or have you ever been, involved in the great Cat Conspiracy for World Domination??
DON'T WAIT FOR THE TRANSLATION, MISTER CAPPS! ANSWER THE QUESTION!
I have a list here, a list in my hand, of FIVE Forum Posters KNOWN to be in league with the cats! Is your name on this list? Do you know who is?
*Disengage McCarthy Mode*
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*I only SEEM Normal*
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Here I Come To Save The Day : Mighty Mouse
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*I only SEEM Normal*
I'm driving along and this cat decides it's time that he cross the street...slowly. So I stop and the car on the other side stops. I swear you could almost see the cat saying to himself as he looks at us: "I don't care about you...and I don't care about you...and that other guy who just stopped, I don't care about you either."
Ah, cats.
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My childhood was typical: summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring, we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent, I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds. Pretty standard, really.
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"Okay, so I'm not "SANE" so to speak, but uh... I'm the lovable kind of psycho"
http://solareclipse.net/
Bum-Ra, sorry, Mumm-ra enters! Kills cats, and leaves.
(very obscure reference that I supect only the fellow Chris Morris fan will get, even though its got nothing to do with CM)
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'Lasts longer than any other type of milk does dog's milk.'
'Why's that Hol?'
'No bugger'll drink it'
Holly and Lister.
I watched it too. At least the cats were cool, but I still think Vincent could beat Lion-o in a fair fight.
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*I only SEEM Normal*
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'Lasts longer than any other type of milk does dog's milk.'
'Why's that Hol?'
'No bugger'll drink it'
Holly and Lister.
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Here I Come To Save The Day : Mighty Mouse
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I drink therefore I am.
-Descartes
*Enters thread,
Bloated fatter than Elvis,
and with a scythe.....
DEVASTATES the 19.40 from Paddington....*
*squelches out, leaving totally baffled Americans scratching each others heads*
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"Those are tonight's headlines.....
God, I wish they weren't."
- Everyday THE DAY TODAY!
I call to the forums....She-Ra She-Ra! Princess of Power.
Anyone remember what her sword was called?
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I'm the Worlds First Fully Functional Homicidal Artist.....
It was like a British prototype Simpsons.
I have NO idea what you were doing
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'Not the sponge, not the sponge!'
-Marty Crane
*sings*
Look out of any window,
Any morning, any evening, any day.
Maybe the sun is shining,
Birds are wingin',
No rain is falling from a heavy sky.
What do you want me to do,
To do for you,
To see you through?
For this is all a dream we dreamed
One afternoon long ago.
Walk out of any doorway,
Feel your way, feel your way, like the day before.
Maybe you'll find direction
Around some corner
Where it's been waiting to meet you.
What do you want me to do,
To watch for you
While you're sleeping?
Then please don't be surprised when you find
Me dreaming too.
Look into any eyes
You find by you, you can see clear to another day.
Maybe been seen before
Through other eyes
On other days, while goin' home.
What do you want me to do,
To do for you,
To see you through?
It's all a dream we dreamed
On afternoon long ago.
Walk into splintered sunlight,
Inch your way through dead dreams to another land.
Maybe you're tired and broken,
Your tongue is twisted with
Words half-spoken and thoughts unclear.
What do you want me to do,
To do for you,
To see you through?
A box of rain will ease the pain,
And love will see you through.
Just a box of rain,
Wind and water.
Believe it if you need it.
If you don't, just pass it on.
Sun and shower,
Wind and rain,
In and out the window
Like a moth before a flame.
And it's just a box of rain,
I don't know who put it there.
Believe it if you need it,
Or leave it if you dare.
And it's just a box of rain,
Or a ribbon for your hair.
Such a long, long time to be gone,
And a short time to be there...
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"You're a looney."
-Graham Chapman, Monty Python and the Holy Grail
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"Some people call me the Space Cowboy. Yeah! Some call me the Gangster of Love. Some people call me Maurice. Whoo hoo! 'Cause I speak of the Pompatus of Love!" - Steve Miller Band's The Joker
*removes all the lightbulbs in the room and sets them loose* Run free, brothers! Go now, you are no longer captive creatures!! *steps on one* Oops....Let me fix you up young one... *pulls out superglue*
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"You bellowed?" - Black Arachnia - Agenda
I don't know the swords name anyway.
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"YOU SMEG!"
*The Pompatus of Love disappears*
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"Some people call me the Space Cowboy. Yeah! Some call me the Gangster of Love. Some people call me Maurice. Whoo hoo! 'Cause I speak of the Pompatus of Love!" - Steve Miller Band's The Joker
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"YOU SMEG!"
[This message was edited by Orion Syndicate on March 22, 1999.]
"But if you do it with Seven of Nine, it's a Borgasm."
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*I only SEEM Normal*
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"Some people call me the Space Cowboy. Yeah! Some call me the Gangster of Love. Some people call me Maurice. Whoo hoo! 'Cause I speak of the Pompatus of Love!" - Steve Miller Band's The Joker
There used to be a Forum-goer who used this song's title as his name...
*sings*
In the timbers of Fenario,
The wolves are running 'round.
The winter was so hard and cold,
Froze ten feet 'neath the ground.
Don't murder me.
I beg of you, don't murder me.
Pleee-ease, don't murder me.
I sat down to my supper,
'Twas a bottle of red whiskey.
I said my prayers and went to bed.
That's the last they saw of me.
Don't murder me.
I beg of you, don't murder me.
Pleee-ease, don't murder me.
When I awoke, the dire wolf,
Six hundred pounds of sin,
Was grinning at my window.
All I said was "Come on in,
But don't murder me.
I beg of you, don't murder me.
Pleee-ease, don't murder me."
The wolf came in, I got my cards,
We sat down for a game.
I cut my deck to the queen of spades,
But the cards were all the same.
Don't murder me.
I beg of you, don't murder me.
Pleee-ease, don't murder me.
In the backwash of Fenario,
The black and bloody mire,
The dire wolf collects his due,
While the boys sing 'round the fire.
Don't murder me.
I beg of you, don't murder me.
Pleee-ease, don't murder me.
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"I fart in your general direction!"
-John Cleese, Monty Python and the Holy Grail
*snaps out of memory-bank scan*
A-hAAA!
ROUND THE BEND!
I remember that! Doc Croc was in charge, with a couple of oddly cute yet snivelling rats his lackeys. What were their names?......
...Winston?
Anyway, aside from the fact I used to love it, I fear it has been lost from the over-full brain of Monty.
Oh, and just to keep lip-service to the interrogation thread, Everybody have a Borggasm on me. (ewwwwww....)
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"To appear in an Ernie Wise play...is the final accolade"
"Look at me and say that"
"Accolade."
"AH-hahaha!"
[This message was edited by Montgomery on March 24, 1999.]
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"If it should become necessary to fight, could you arrange to find me some rocks to throw at them"
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"Some people call me the Space Cowboy. Yeah! Some call me the Gangster of Love. Some people call me Maurice. Whoo hoo! 'Cause I speak of the Pompatus of Love!" - Steve Miller Band's The Joker
[This message was edited by Siegfried on March 24, 1999.]
Hm... So, what song shall we have today...? How about one that actually has something to do w/ Trek (albeit vaguely...)?
*sings*
I like to dream,
Yes, yes, right between the sound machine.
On a cloud of sound I drift in the night,
Anyplace it goes is right.
Goes far, flies near,
To the stars, away from here.
Well, you don't know what we can find.
Why don't you come with me, little girl,
On a magic carpet ride?
You don't know what we can see.
Why don't you tell your dreams to me?
Fantasy will set you free.
Close your eyes, girl.
Look inside, girl.
Let the sound take you away.
Last night I hold Aladdin's lamp,
And so I wished that I could stay.
Before the thing could answer me,
Well, someone came and took the lamp away.
I looked around,
A lousy can was all I found.
Well, you don't know what we can find.
Why don't you come with me, little girl,
On a magic carpet ride?
Well, you don't know what we can see.
Why don't you tell your dreams to me?
Fantasy will set you free.
Close your eyes, girl.
Look inside, girl.
Let the sound take you away.
*awesome instrumental*
You don't know what we can find.
Why don't you come with me, little girl,
On a magic carpet ride?
Well, you don't know what we can see.
Why don't you tell your dreams to me?
Fantasy will set you free.
Does anyone know if that "lousy can" line is right? I had always thought it was a camel, not a can, but I saw "can" on some lyrics pages, and, when I listened to the song, I couldn't tell anymore...
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"I fart in your general direction!"
-John Cleese, Monty Python and the Holy Grail
How dare you speak the holy words of Steppenwolfe?
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"That is the exploration that awaits you: Not mapping the stars and studying nebulae, but charting the unknown possiblities of existence." - Q, All Good Things...
Please, be quiet, or we'll have an Interrogation of TSN!!!!
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I can resist anything.......
Except Temptation
"Can't you see we'll set you free"
and
"Well someone took, took the lamp away."
And I am definite about the latter one.
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"That is the exploration that awaits you: Not mapping the stars and studying nebulae, but charting the unknown possiblities of existence." - Q, All Good Things...
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"If it should become necessary to fight, could you arrange to find me some rocks to throw at them"
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"Some people call me the Space Cowboy. Yeah! Some call me the Gangster of Love. Some people call me Maurice. Whoo hoo! 'Cause I speak of the Pompatus of Love!" - Steve Miller Band's The Joker
My name hasn't been spoken in too long, my ego is sufferin'. ;-)
Find someone else to pick on.
*does something he rarely does, closes a thread*
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"Okay, so I'm not "SANE" so to speak, but uh... I'm the lovable kind of psycho"
http://solareclipse.net/