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Mon 13 Mar, 2006 11:08 am
Varium et mutabile semper femina. -- some Roman dude said that, i disremember which--but it means you can't trust no darned wimmins . . . them Eye-talians has been amakin' that point for centuries: La donna e mobile is what ol' Joe Verdi had to say about it, an' he wrote a whole song about it. That was his stock in trade, writin' songs fer Eye-talian tenors and fat German wimmins to caterwaul, fer the eddie-fi-kashun and entertainment of folks who ain't got a clue what they're on about. At any event, it means you just can't trust no wimmins, cause they's fickle . . . and devious into the bargain.
We has been distracted, mins, by too may religious nut cases, and the political flannel mouths fightin' in the last ditches and what not . . . we are in grave danger daily from the evil wimmins, who have improved upon every opportunity while we have allowed ourselves to be distracted.
Men of Aytookay . . . git yer hind ends in motion, we has ta make up fer lost ground . . . if the evil wimmins triumph, we are all lost . . .
Doesn't La donna e mobile mean that a woman's riding in a car?
<runs>
See, immediately an evil wimmin shows up to attempt to distract us . . . i tell ya, boys, we is in the deep poopie if we don't actly quickly . . .
"Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned,
Nor hell a fury like a woman scorned."
William Congreve
The Mourning Bride
Fighting Words
Say my love is easy had,
Say I'm bitten raw with pride,
Say I am too often sad ---
Still behold me at your side.
Say I'm neither brave nor young,
Say I woo and coddle care,
Say the devil touched my tongue ---
Still you have my heart to wear.
But say my verses do not scan,
And I get me another man!
Dorothy Parker
I really like the bumpy bits.
them bumpy bits can be a slippery slope
exactly. here I go slip sliding away.
...you know the nearer your destination...
there ain't no cure for love.
The more them boys is slip slidin' away . . . i'm losin' ya, ain't i, boys? It's them evil wimmin paradin' them bumps . . . we're lost . . .
so Set what you need now is a nice hot bowl of Frito Pie and an R.C. Cola.
I'll take the RC, but you can keep that there frito pie . . . some wimmin prolly made it anyhoo
wimmin are not allowed near Frito Pie, they have Ben & Jerrys.
Uh oh. Did Set & Bethie have a fight?
<runs to find ehBeth>
See, see ? ! ? ! ?
Them wimmins just never ceases and desists from trouble-makin' . . .
<stops, turns around, walks back to Setanta>
Okay, buster.
What did you do to Beth?
I ain'ta skeert . . .
Mins ! ! ! Can't you see what's happenin' ? ! ? ! ? There you is, seduced by frito pies and other such artery busters . . .
When they ya hooked,
Then yer really cooked!
Whatcha gonna do?
Whatcha gonna do?
Mix the crumbled blue cheese into the ground meat.
That's all I'm saying.
oh, and mushrooms
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That fella with the frito pies is in trouble.
ehBeth wrote:Mix the crumbled blue cheese into the ground meat...
Yeah, that's how it starts.
Then come the mushrooms.
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