everyone now!

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100 bottles of beer on the wall....

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C'mon in and pull up a chair!

Ya' know, we had somethin' goin' there with the French Fries topic...it looked to me like we might get at least 4 or 5 pages out of French Fries alone!

Besides, who said I drank any of that anyway?

It's RC Cola and Moon Pies. Everyday! And only for a few nickels!

quick!
dirty titles for film scores!!

Fake a Hard Ride (was Take a Hard Ride)
Pettin' (was Patton)
Inchin' (was Inchon)
Star *****s (was Star Wars)
Indiana Moans (was Indiana Jones)
Hora! Hora! Hora! (was Tora ! Tora! Tora!)
Pimped on Cherry Street (was Contract on Cherry Street)

Maybe the next topic this thread spawns...

But "dirty score titles" doesn't look too promising either.

Take 4 pounds (say 4 1/2 pounds) of fresh Amblongusses, and put them in a small pipkin.

Cover them with water and boil them for 8 hours incessantly, after which add 2 pints of new milk, and proceed to boil for 4 hours more.

When you have ascertained that the Amblongusses are quite soft, take them out and place them in a wide pan, taking care to shake them well previously.

Grate some nutmeg over the surface, and cover them carefully with powdered gingerbread, curry-powder, and a sufficient quantity of Cayenne papper.

Remove the pan into the next room, and place it on the floor. Bring it back again, and let it simmer for three-quarters of an hour. Shake the pan violently till all the Amblongusses have become of a pale purple colour.

Then, having prepared the paste, insert the whole carefully, adding at the same time a small pigeon, 2 slices of beef, 4 cauliflowers, and any number of oysters.

Watch patiently till the crust begins to rise, and add a pinch of salt from time to time.

Serve up in a clean dish, and throw the whole out of window as fast as possible.

Welcome aboard, John Dunham. If THIS thread is what made you like the place, then you ought to fit in just fine.

Captain: I'm sure something will come along that you can wax most witty about.

John Williams: You've written quite a nice score in THE PATRIOT. I am grateful that your most recent release A GUIDE FOR THE MARRIED MAN turned up in my mail today, as well! Sometimes the world is too rich for words.

Jerry Goldsmith: If you're STILL mad at Shaun Rutherford for calling you an "ass" at another thread, I will personally fly out there and beat the living fill-in-the-blank out of him. I have other reasons to do so anyway. Actually, any reason will do. Brat.

James Horner: How do you sleep at night?

Ry Cooder: you're not working enough from my point of view. Step it up!

Christopher Young: Get luckier, pal! I hope you get SPIDER-MAN.

Carter Burwell: Keep on doing what you're doing. I hope you get SPIDER-MAN.

Howard L.: Did you get my e-mail about my being unable to read certain of your attached documents? I DO want to see them, I just CAN'T.

Mark Hatfield: How's my boy? Be well.

Joan Hue: Just thought I should mention you. Perhaps you will be willing to help with the belowmentioned task:

Chris Kinsinger and Marian Schedenig: Now that the latter mentioned fellow has found out what the message maximum per page is, I expect the former mentioned fellow to help cram each individual page with even MORE ephemera than that he has been doing before.

oh yes, Shaun Rutherford: I'm not even SPEAKING to you! (No reason, I just always wanted to get to use that line.)

The Canadian Mounties haven't mounted horses since 1938

60% of American call their mother at least once a week

64% of women sleep on the left side of the bed

Number, in feet, of a Slinky stretched out flat: 87

Want more?

"people can come up with statistics to prove anything. 14% of all people know that."

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Mr. Ruger: I FORGOT ABOUT CHILI CHEESE FRIES! But when I was in Canada, I had CHEESE FRIES WITH BROWN GRAVY. They even had some kind of special name for it.[/B]

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I seem to recall hearing about these things, but I've never tasted them. They don't sound very appetizing.

NP: Animal Farm by Richard Harvey. Anyone who does not have this score, go buy it.
Oh, wait. This thread is nonsensical...

Here's a few more useless pieces of trivia:

The South Pole is colder than the North Pole.

Frogs hop faster than toads.

Moose are near-sighted. Some have tried mating with cars.

Red is rarely used on ice cream packages because it reminds people of heat.

A common housefly's lifespan is about 2 weeks

At the present rate of erosion, Niagra Falls will disappear completely in 22,800 years.

The moon weighs about 81 billion tons

The average person laughs seven to eight times a day

Tim

NP: Angelas Ashes

Howard L: the reference to the proverbial check is interesting, since your attachments are STILL NOT IN THE MAIL! Mine, anyway.

Mr. Ruger: fries with mustard, this buddy of yours wouldn't have knocked off two or three people with a kaiser blade, would he? (I know, some folks call it a sling blade.)

Mr. R: Thanks for noticing I know how to spell SPYDIRMAN! (I won three spelling championships in grade school. My public school first submitted me in fourth grade. They told me to lie and say I was in fifth, because that was supposed to be the minimum, I still don't know how we got away with that. Never made it as far as the Washington D.C. finals, though.)

Chili Cheese Fries are AWESOME. The chili is made with finely ground, lean meat. The Fries are cooked to golden crispness then doused with a thinnish layer of chili. A layer of cheese added, topped by minced onions. Served piping hot before the fries lose cripness beneath the chili.

The dish offers the contrast of crispy potatoes with a semi gooey combo of chili and cheese. The blandness of the potatoes is offset with the spice of the chili and the richness of the cheese. The minced onions add a certain amount of tartness that completes the dish.

Beasts of England, beasts of Ireland,
Beasts of every land and clime,
Hearken to my joyful tidings
Of the golden future time.

Soon or late the day is coming,
Tyrant Man shall be o'erthrown,
And the fruitful fields of England
Shall be trod by beasts alone.

Rings shall vanish from our noses,
And the harness from our back,
Bit and spur shall rust forever,
Cruel whips no more shall crack.

Riches more than mind can picture,
Wheat and barley, oats and hay,
Clover, beans, and mangel-wurzels,
Shall be ours upon that day.

Bright will shine the fields of England,
Purer shall its waters be,
Sweeter yet shall blow its breezes
On the day that sets us free.

For that day we all must labour,
Though we die before it break;
Cows and horses, geese and turkeys,
All must toil for freedom's sake.

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The moon weighs about 81 billion tons

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Just to be a smartass, 81 billion tons may be the mass of the moon, but not it's weight. People often confuse mass and weight; mass is measured in kg, and weight in Newton. It's no big problem to use kg to measure weight as long as we stay on Earth, as they both are closely related. But weight depends on gravity (and mass), so measuring the moon's weight in kg does not make much sense.

I prefer my french fries without any type of sauce or ketchup.

"Well, we ain't got no ketchup, Lennie."

So tell me about the wabbits, George. Are they good with ketchup?

y'know, Captain, I first read "Animal Farm" back in the sixth grade, and I came up with my OWN tune for those lyrics ... it wasn't until MUCH later that I noticed Orwell had specified that it sounded like "Clementine" and "Cucaracha" (I guess he was trying for something IN BETWEEN the plodding former song and the bouncy latter one) and I can see how the lyrics scan against those tunes ... but I still like my version better.

George Orwell is one of my VERY favorite writers, one of my main influences, in fact, although most of his novels are sort of compromised, as if he felt he needed to follow certain "rules" of writing rather than do just what he was best at. To wit: As an essayist, he was phenomenal. If you haven't already found them, I refer you to "Down and Out in Paris and London," "The Road to Wigan Pier," and "Homage to Catalonia," all "documentary" works, and any given Essay collection with his name on it. Additionally, there is a first-rate biography "Orwell" by Michael Shelden, which I think is still in print. I advise against bothering with the so-called "official" biography by Bernard Crick, which is a yawn and a half, and Shelden actually does much to point out how worthless it is in the introduction to his own book. (The Crick book was authorized by Orwell's widow, a strange woman who married him at the end of his life and seems barely to have known him, but was insistently protective of his memory. Not that there was really anything terrible in his background that was worth covering up -- Orwell was ruthlessly honest in his own autobiographical essays, after all. Orwell's adopted son cooperated with the Shelden book, hence lots of previously unseen documents were unearthed.)

(These threads get off on such TANGENTS!)

NP: A PATCH OF BLUE (why that's what you were carrying in Detroit, Captain! Coincidence, I assure you.)

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[B(These threads get off on such TANGENTS!)
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I take minor exception to this statement. To go off on a tangent--assuming you don't mean it mathmatically, because then it would make no sense at all--is to head away from the original course, in this case referiing to a change of direction in the posts from the original one.
Now, the reason I take exception is: this thread never HAD a direction to begin with. You can't change something that was never there.

This post, for example, is pointless, as is the entire thread. there is little or no direction, and certainly less meaning. In fact, the only reason this post exists is to lengthen the thread, which exists to hold the posts.
Which means this thread will go on for ever, feeding upon itself in an endless loop!

"This is most illogical."-Spock
"You bet your pointed ears it is."-McCoy

NP: Chicken Run

As to fries, I usually eat mine with just a little ketchup, but I'll try just about anything.

As for John Travolta, your probably right. I confuse those two in my read. I am willing to my friend would feel the same either way.

Hey, I noticed that we both use "Mr" when we address people. Do you suppose it could be a holdover from Japanese studies? I was seriously into Japanese history and culture for about 5 years and interested in since high school (A depressingly long time gone).

Considering that you've actually been there, maybe I should call you Rocco-sama or will Rocco-san do?

PeterK

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