and as oakman continues to look to the sky, suffering from a stiff neck,
Eva is looking down at her hands. They don't appear to belong to her body. The A2K police descend upon the Bear, asking him to assume the position. He is cuffed and led away, screaming. "I know my rights". The A2K police then begin to question the witnesses saying, " Just the BEAR facts, please." and then..............................
man, i'm comatoast since we roasted that bowl.
and as the beautiful damsel without mercy stands coldly by, Setanta approaches, crawling and singing:
My baby, she is made out of love,
Like one of those bunnies in the Playboy Club
Well, I'm sorry bout that, Mr. Williams
But she's got something, Johnny, much greater than gold
Well, now what's that?
I'm crazy 'bout that girl, she's got so much soul
She's got the kind of loving, kissin' and a-huggin'
Sure is mellow, glad that I'm her fellow
And I know that she knocks me off my feet
Have mercy on me!
'Cause she knocks me off my feet
Can you dig it?
There is no girl in the whole world
That can love me like you do - ow!
Tell 'em bout it, Watson
My baby now, when she walks by
All the fellows go '~~~', and I know why
Have mercy, just look at her walk
It's simply because that girl, she walks so fine
And if she ever leave me, I will lose my mind
Because she's got the kind of lovin', kissin' and a-huggin'
Sure is mellow, glad that I'm her fellow
And I know that she knocks me off my feet
Have mercy on me!
'Cause she knocks me off my feet
I'd better tell 'em one more thing
There is no girl in the whole world
That can love me like you do
Ow, tell 'em bout it, Mr. Williams
Now everybody in my neighborhood
An' that's what's grooving me
Will testify that my girl, she looks so good
Well, let me tell you something else right here
She looks so fine, she give eyesight to the blind
Help 'em to make 'em see
And if she ever leave me, I will lose my mind
Because she's got the kind of lovin', kissin' and a-huggin'
Sure is mellow, glad that I'm her fellow
And I know that she knocks me off my feet
Have mercy on me!
'Cause she knocks me off my feet
Can you dig it?
There is no girl in the whole world
That can love me like you do
Mercy, mercy, mercy!
Set, I think the Beth is diggin' Cannolball Adderly
And then, dys turns a deaf ear, toasted by the sun, trying to decide whether he wants to listen to Brubeck's "Take Five" or Flack's The Very First Time......"
on his new portable turntable.
It seems that toasted on portabello mushrooms, dys is channeling 1965. Diane appears before the crowd in her micro-mini and GoGo boots. Backed up by ceili and montana, she pulls a microphone out and
John Lee (Sonny Boy) Williamson and Willie Dixon singing Jellyroll Baker (with my damper down) and the crowd goes wild followed by John Mayall pulling out his harp and playing Room to Move with Don (Sugarcane) Harris on the electric viloin. This room is turning into some serious blues. Coming up next is Bobby (Blue) Bland singing They call it Stormy Monday (but Tuesday's just as bad)
Meanwhile the A2K police come in too close and Bear merely licks their faces. Within four minutes they are tripping and conversing in the white light with Jesus and Jim Morrison. Bear joins them long enough to share two bumps with Janis Joplin and then jumps through the dimensional barrier back to Earth, where he begins a vendetta against louin0 and massagato of the evil Abuzzistan tribe for narcing him out.........
Meanwhile, Eva decides that perhaps a nice hot bath will help clear her head and put her hands back on the end of her arms.
Rubber ducky, you're the one...
You make bathtime lots of fun...
Rubber ducky, I'm awfully fond of you....
(doo doo be doo)...
"Anyone else want to join me?" she calls.
Letty chimes in:
My Mama told me,
If I'd be goodie.
That she would buy me,
A rubber dolly.
Now don't you tell her,
I've got a feller.
Or she won't buy me,
A rubber dolly.
Masso, having had a frontal lobotomy, joins in with:
Hello, dolly, this is Italagota, dolly.
It's so nice to have me back where I belong.
(gives the bear and the bumblebee a sweet look)
When suddenly.......................
seeing as how we'vw diverted to a musical bent, the nonsence below contains 6 song titles. can you find them & name the singer
I'm walking the dog & we've reached a crossroads & there is a crawling king snake there. so don't you leave me here, cos when my left eye jumps you can be sure i'm so worried.
Oh, my. This will take some real thought, Oak. Hmmmmmmmmm
While Squinney is arranging bail for the bear, and Eva has gotten her head together, we all pause and try to guess Oak's song game:
Letty is guessin' on the wild side:
Rufus Thomas--"Walking the Dog"
Tracy Chapman--"Crossroads"
Eric Clapton and B.B.King--"Riding with the King"
Letty, like George, cannot tell a lie, so she confesses.
"I really did look them up," she admits with some shame."but I'll pay the price, 'cause in doing so, I accessed a porn site."
Uh oh, Letty. So did I.
Shall we put all our spam together and make sandwiches for the bunch?
(ssssshhhhhh...don't tell cav.)
"Oh, goodie, Eva." laughs Letty clapping her hands. "Spam and eggs for a late late brunch."
In the interim, Bradbury's Martian Chronicles takes front and center. With a very red face, Eva and Letty look up to see ...what's this...what's this?
Life on Mars? Yes...I see a WalMart there.
answer to music quiz
I'm walking the dog & we've reached a crossroads & there is a crawling king snake there. so don't you leave me here, cos when my left eye jumps you can be sure i'm so worried.
walking the dog ---- accept rufus thomas
crossroads ---- robert johnson / eric clapton
crawling king snake ---- john lee hooker
don't you leave me here ------- big joe williams
when my left eye jumps --- chicken shack
i'm so worried baby. --- john lee hooker
Meanwhile, Montana is wondering if he friends have given up on rescuing her. She really needs a good shower and shave, so it's not looking pretty.
Montana's friends gave up on rescuing her. When they found her being tortured with sex toys in Craven's Burkina Faso HQ, she seemed to be enjoying it greatly. So they left her there.
However, it now appears that someone is sending up flares from the HQ. Hmmm...would that be Montana....or Craven?!
...or merely the international call for more batteries?
This sounds like a job for the Energizer Bunny!
Stalwartly, our Bunny makes her way across town, with the bag containing the motley array of batteries - guaranteed to fit ANY device - plus the moist towelettes and the battery-powered shaver for Montana (shaver??? - oh well).
As ever, she also bears her formidable armoury in the concealed pockets - the twin bazookas, the small tactical nukes, the twin rear-mounted howitzers, the laser cannon, the handcuffs, the billy club and the derringer - should Montana - or Craven - require rescue. She also has an ample supply of spare tails, should Craven get up to his usual tail tricks; a sturdy barrel of excellent scotch, should any revival be necessary; and an ample supply of post-coital cigarettes.
She makes her way to the room where the two have been for lo these many hours, calmly despatching large numbers of squirrels to the land of Nod with her stun-gun.
At last, the odd noises guide her to the door of the very room - her poise, as ever, intact and her sceptical smile as ever on her lips, she nonetheless steels herself for the sight within.....
With soft paws she opens the door, and finds....
