Posted by Red-Haired Lass on October 04, 2000 at 15:31:55:
In Reply to: Re: Enough! Doc M and TGAT are ... posted by Doc M on October 04, 2000 at 14:05:20:
: : : : : : : Suddenly, I find myself humming a certain Randy Newman song.... :))
: : : : : : : Ilse
: : : : : : Ilse,
: : : : : : Okay, I am admittedly lyrically and musically challenged. What Randy Newman song would that be?
: : : : : : GnomeDome
: : : : :
: : : : : Sure, and 'tis the same tune I used to hum to me sainted
: : : : : (and vertically challenged) mother:
: : : : : Short people got no reason
: : : : : Short people got no reason
: : : : : Short people got no reason
: : : : : To live.
: : : : : They got little hands
: : : : : And little eyes
: : : : : And they walk around
: : : : : Tellin' great big lies
: : : : : They got little noses
: : : : : And tiny little teeth
: : : : : They wear platform shoes
: : : : : On their nasty little feet.
: : : : : Well, I don't want no Short People
: : : : : Don't want no Short People
: : : : : Don't want no Short People
: : : : : Round here.
: : : : : They got little baby legs
: : : : : And they stand so low
: : : : : You got to pick 'em up
: : : : : Just to say hello!
: : : : : They got little cars
: : : : : That go beep, beep, beep
: : : : : They got little voices
: : : : : Goin' peep, peep, peep
: : : : : They got grubby little fingers
: : : : : And dirty little minds
: : : : : They're going to get you
: : : : : Every time
: : : : : Well, I don't want no Short People (etc. etc.)
: : : : : A real classic, dontcha think?
: : : : : Kiss! Kiss!
: : : : : Doc M
: : : :
: : : : Oh for crying out loud. You do come out of the woodwork at the most inopportune times, don't you? What was that old Arabic curse now.....how did that go....Ah! May the fleas of a thousand camels nest in your crotch.
: : : : Hey, your big day (or night) is coming.....got your broom all shined up? Why don't you go scare some little children or something?
: : : : GnomeDome
: : : I love you too, Gnomie! *mmmmmmmWAAA!!*
: : : Doc M
: : AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
: : SHE KISSED ME! SHE KISSED ME! *phhhhtooie* ARRRRRGGGGGH!!!!
: : *running around in frantic little circles, red hat falling to ground, totally distraught and discombobulated*
: : GnomeDome
: Hey, can I help it if I'm a Femme Fay-tally? Whooops! He
: just fell over the cliff! Luckily he got caught on a
: tree limb on the way down! There he is, hanging by his
: little jerkin (don't ask!) screaming something....
: What's that, Gnomiekins?? You ITCH, did you say?? Don't
: you fret -- Doc Mary's sending The Hound of the Huron
: to succor you! HEY BLUE!! FETCH!!! *aahrooo! aahrooo!
: aaahrooo!*
: Doc M
Now ye're pushin' little people over cliffs! Doc M, I'm not knowin' what yer spat is with the Gnome, but would ye please assure me that me Leprechaun buddies will be welcome on Friday night at Bumppo's? Else we'll have to come up with another plan for Happy Hour...and an aside...the Bumppo's Cistern WILL be open for hot tubbin' this weekend with the arrival of the Little Folk, but I dont' want to be findin' no more of those embarrassin oak leaf thongs floatin afterwards. Reminds me I must speak to the leprechauns also...the things those wee folk craft out o'shamrocks would curl your hair...
Red