THIS IS A READ-ONLY ARCHIVE FROM THE SORABJI.COM MESSAGE BOARDS (1995-2016). |
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:-) For me, it's Lionel Richie's "Truly." |
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"...and when I'm dead aye they'll speak the truth, he was a wild, he was a wild and a wicked youth..." |
"Little Girl Blue" "Someone to Watch Over Me" "Mr. Cardiac" ("Hey, Mr. Cardiac, where is my heart attack? I placed my order six hours ago...") |
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"Is it true what you hear, did he do it out of fear? Was the day drawing near when a child was about to show? Was he brave or ashamed of the damage to his name, was it something worse does anybody know?" |
"Is it true what you hear, did he do it out of fear? Was the day drawing near when a child was about to show? Was he brave or ashamed of the damage to his name, was it something worse does anybody know?" |
that remix only exists in my head and in my shower right now. but someday i hope that little kids in cambodia will be able to buy it off the tv in one of those K-TEL Greatest Hits packages. $12.99 plus shipping and handling. offer void in mississippi, vatican city, and alabama. "pfunk(wants to get funked up)". that's been a shower mainstay for years. one of my best memories of college was starting a pfunk sing-a-long with a bunch of drunken strangers on the roof of a friend's frat house while the sun came up. a bunch of people were partying on the roof of the frat next door, so we got them to do a call and response thing. then somebody from alpha-schmegma-phlegm puked on somebody from kappa-crappa-crappa and a fight broke out. so much for drunken solidarity. al green's "let's stay together" is another favorite. TJ and i used to sing that at ATTWS until the director of ops came by and told us to shut the hell up. sounds better in the shower, anyway. i used to sing ella fitzgerald's "aint got nothin' but the blues" a lot. i should start singing that one again. put it on my voicemail message. hang up signs on my front door. make t-shirts and stamp it on my forehead. "FUCK OFF. I AINT GOT NUTTIN' BUT THE BLUES FOR YA, MAN." very fitting. |
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I don't sing in the shower, but I talk funny to my cat. But I do that all the time. |
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J and Crimson, what I wouldn't give to hear you! Other numbers in my repetoire: *Jesus Walked This Lonesome Valley *Were You There When They Crucified My Lord? (the Diamanda Galas version, if I'm alone in the house) *I Can't Give You Anything But Love *The Drunkard's Lament *Bourbon and Division *Cemetery Polka *That Loreena McKennitt song that starts "A blacksmith courted me, nine month and better..." (You ain't the only one with a ballad up his/her sleeve, JusMiceElf) *I used to know a whole bunch of sea shanties back in the day when I wanted to be a pirate. Those things are fun to sing. |
Go, Move, Shift! "Born by side of a blackthorn hedge, the white hoarfrost lay all about. No wise men came bearing gifts, instead the order came to shift....Move along, get along! Move along, get along! Go! Move! Shift!" When I'm Up I Can't Get Down Happy Loving Couples How about Matty Groves for ballads, Rhia? Love the Fairport version of that..... Cruel to be Kind (one of Nick Lowe's best, along with Marie Provost) Angels Wanna Wear my Red Shoes.... |
I'm going to take a shower after I write this note. I think I'll sing "Panic" from The Smiths. "HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ..." |
*Shine On Elizabeth (as in Elizabeth, NJ -- "Chemical sunset, shine on Elizabeth, a fiery stain exploding through rigging, arteries bursting with zombie commuters, down and out in the house of the holy..." -- really fun to sing because you can shriek while you do it) *9th and Hennepin / Walking Spanish (more of a spoken word medley than a song) *Pie Jesu (from Andrew Lloyd Webber's "Requiem," sung about an octave lower than it is originally) *Trust, by the Cure *Little Bird, Little Bird (from "Man of La Mancha") *Amazing Grace (all four verses...also good for when you have to look for something in the basement and you want to keep away the evil spirits that you know are down there) The sad thing is I can't sing. I have like no range -- from about the E below middle C to the A above middle C, on a good day -- and my voice is expressionless. The neat thing is, though, when I'm sick, I can sing as low as the G right above bass C. It probably doesn't sound too good, but I have fun. |
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Shower Music. Handel - Water Music. No Soap - Radio. |
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Birdbath pie, Cat Lips, Fish hips, Poke you in the eye. ~&~ Roses are red, Violets are purple. Sugar is sweet. So's maple surple. ~&~ Roses are red. Violets are blue. Some poems rhyme. This one doesn't. sorry |
'Til they call the cops out Grind your behind 'til you're dead But you gotta have a gimmick If you wanna get ahead... 2. Down in the valley, The valley so low Hang your head over Hear the wind blow... Oh you can't roller skate in a buffalo herd Can't roller skate in a buffalo herd You can't roller skate in a buffalo herd But you can be happy if you've a mind to Oh you can't take a shower in a canary bird's cage... but... does anyone know the "bridge" lyrics to the latter song? (besides Roger Miller) |
"D For Democracy" by Spirit of the West as sung by GEE. Would anyone like a drink before the show starts? |
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I knew a guy named Johnson once. Tall guy – wore a hat… |
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I feel like I'm intruding here so please carry on with Waffles. |
I spent an hour and a half in the shower tonight! Has anyone ever shaved Everything? (except your head.) How long does it generally take you? |
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This is based on empirical evidence, but may be skewed because of the availability bias. I know I take longer showers when I'm depressed, everyone in my family does, my friends do, I've heard or read other depressed people mention taking long showers...but if this is true of the general population, I don't know. I'll have to do some research. |
One of the many benefits to going to an all-women's college is that you don't have to shave your legs. I won't tell you how long it's been since I shaved mine. Underarms, however...that's every other day for me...takes less than 2 minutes. |
Carrying your ashes from bar to bar, I'm in a mess and your in a mason jar, With you under my arm like a football, I'm not ready to let go and that is all, You were, never big on conversation, And that hasn't changed since your Creamation, and I feel most times Like you do, you know I feel most Time like you do, I wish I was hard Nosed, fight a forest fire with a garden Hose, and be big enough right now, To start on something new... Or for some reason I'll sing that redone song by Frente` about "everytime I see you falling, I, get down on my knees and pray." Oooorrr Epitaph by the Age of Electric. That is one sexy cover by the way. Men's torsos are just beautifully erotic, I love the indents right under the hipbone, and the slopes of their stomach. [drool] |
Tonight I feel really rotten, so I'm not going to take a shower. I don't even have to leave the house tomorow if I don't want too, so damn the world, I'll smell if I want too. And no J...I was not touching myself. I don't do that in the shower. The water gets cold too fast. There are just Some places that you have to move a little more slowly around when you're holding a razor. Like...your ankles. |
That's a line from that song....."It's my beaver and it'll smell if I want to"..... |
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Around the ankles and behind the knees. Wouldn't it just be disgusting if you cut yourself there? You know how there are certain parts of your body that you're really sensitive about...not because of the way they look but because the thought of getting hurt there makes your head swim? For me it's behind my knees, my stomach, and my inner thighs. I read once that when Ted Bundy was killing one of his victims, he bit her on her inner thigh. Thinking about that makes me freak out. |
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Any advice on how to remove that beaver smell from a given area? |
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and i too have pondered what i would if that were the case....and i am glad to hear that method works.....at least in your case... |
http://ns1.nji.com/~njmikec/ |
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1 part aviation fuel (alcohol based) 1 part Hellman's mayo 3 parts Napalm Mix carefully, apply to affected area, runlike hell! |