One hundred and dalmatians.
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Don't feel leg
Cause if you feel my leg
You gonna feel my thigh
And if you feel my thigh
You're gonna go up high
So don't feel my leg
Judy Garland . . . now gone over the rainbow
"Horray for Captain Spalding, the African explorer......"
Steak and Kidney, chop chop setanta ,, history is calling you . Letty is on the warpath
I would like a good chop, oh yes, thank you very much . . .
(whenever i say or write that--i am reminded of a scene in an excellent motion picutre which i recommend, in which an American GI in a prison camp asks a kid if he'd like a Hershey bar, and the kid says yes, to which the GI replies: "So would i kid, so would i . . ." He thinks the sun rises and sets on the Yanks (he's English) and so, as he leaves their hut, he says to an English toddler standing near by: "Hey kid, wouldya like a Hershey bar . . . " The little girl says: "Oh yes, please" in her quavering small voice, and bursts into tears when she learns she will not be getting one. Crazy as hell, i know, but the scene rent my heart more than much crueller passages in that first-rate fillum: )
The Empire of the Sun
(Yes Setanta to Empire of the Sun... a first rate historical movie from the pen of JG Ballard, a science Fiction writer usually...)
Carrot Top
the sun shines bright in old Kentucky home....
the Chattanooga shoeshine boy
Pardon me, Roy . . . is that the cat that ate yer new shoes . . .
