Re: The wims defeat the mins
BumbleBeeBoogie wrote:BBB arrives with a truck load of Jean Patau's Joy parfume, her favorite, which she bought in Paris. Its white rose essence will waft over the mins leaving them helpless in any dust up with the wims.
Chemical Weapons of Mass Distraction!! The humanity, the humanity!!
Oh, we mins have our own weapons....blue roses....yes, blue roses, to cause all you wimmins to go blind, have Tennessee Williams flashbacks and be lulled into dreams of little glass animals. Then we shall move in for the final victory....
I am SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO bored by Tennessee Williams!
AND I had some damn woman go all Snakepit on me the other day. Any allusion to him, at present, puts me into a deadly, steely cold, absolutely calm and focussed homicidal rage.
Are you SURE you wanna go there?
Heh heh....yes. STELLA!!!! STELLA!!!
You're a Dame and I'm a Fella:
Ned/Stanley: You're a dame and I'm a fella.
Marge/Blanche: Stanley, stop, or I'll tell Stella.
Ned/Stanley: All I want is one embrace.
Marge/Blanche: I'll twist this bottle in your face.
New Orleans:
Wiggum: Long before the SuperDome,
Where the Saints of football play,
Lived a city that the damned called home,
Hear their hellish roundelay...
Cast: New Orleeeans...
Home of pirates, drunks, and whores!
New Orleeeans...
Tacky, overpriced, souvenir stores!
If you want to go to Hell, you should make that trip
to the Sodom and Gomorrah on the Mississipp'!
New Orleeeans...
Stinking, rotten, vomiting, vile!
New Orleaaans...
Putrid, brackish, maggoty, foul!
New Orleeeans...
Crummy, lousy, rancid, and rank!
New Orleeeans!
Blanche's Song:
Marge/Blanche: I thought my life would be a Mardi Gras,
A never ending party - hah!
I'm a faded southern Dame without a dime.
Just a Simple Paperboy:
Apu/Steve: I am just a simple paperboy,
No romance do I seek...
I just wanted forty cents,
For my deliveries last week...
Will this bewitching floozy,
Seduce this humble newsie?
Oh, what's a paperboy to...
Dooo?
Stella:
Ned/Stanley: STELLLAAAA! STELLLAAAA!
Can't you hear me yella!
You're puttin' me through Hella!
Stella... STELLLAAAA!
The Kindness of Strangers:
Marge/Blanche: Whoever you are, I have always depended on the
kindness of strangers...
(music begins)
Cast: You can always depend on the kindness of
strangers...
To pluck up your spirits, and shield you from
dangers...
Marge/Blanche: Now here's a tip from Blanche you won't
regret...
Cast: A stranger's just a friend you haven't met...
You haven't met...
STREETCAR!
Mmmm....Simpsons.....
That Simpsons moment is priceless.
How boring is this thread?
excuse me! just a passer by.
Sorry, I got something in my mouth.
Hey, this is as good a place as any to post this tidbit, The Raven was first published on this date in 1945 by the New York Evening Mirror.
Nineteen Forty-five?
Are you referring to the poem by Poe?
Yes, Poe's Craven - er, make that 1845....
You need to stop and take a deep breath, Lil' Kay. I was unaware that Poe had written a poem entitled Craven. I find it rather surprising that he would take up the subject of cowardice, given the tenor of the rest of the body of his work.
(all meant in good humor, Boss, nothing personal)
"surely thou art no craven, ghastly grim and ancient raven from the night's plutonian shore"
Not about craven but the raven is no craven.
"eat my shorts"*
* Bart was the raven in the Simpson's Haloween parody of the poem.
I'm glad you recalled that show to my mind, i greatly enjoyed that . . .
The Simpsons is full of Poe references. There was a "Tell-tale head" eposide (when Bart steals Jebidiah Springfield's head) and many many more.
I was very surprised when i learned that Poe is more widely respected in Europe than in the United States. I read Histoires Extraordinaires, a translation of Poe's stories by Charles Baudelaire, and came across stories which i have never seen in English. Sure enough, a little research showed that Poe had indeed written the stories, and that they were out of print in America. In our country, he is often simply offered as a part of an American literature curriculum, without any particular reference to the extent to which he was a literary innovator. Prior to his The Gold Bug, the only accounts of piracy and adventure existed in the rather turgid tales of pirates such as those which Daniel Defoe had written. Most modern readers of English would not plow their way through Defoe, but Poe's story stands up well by today's standards, and would make a good short motion picture. Murders in the Rue Morgue and The Purloined Letter can be rightfully considered as the birth of the detective fiction genre . . . all in all, in think Poe gets far less respect in his native land than he does overseas.
