so...ish...i've got something to tell you...

Ishmael said:
I don't 'pick' sophie, I fight back.
No, you throw temper tantrums and bang your head into the wall like one of Recidiva's kids. You routinely hand yourself your own ass when you try to "fight back".
 
bronzeage said:
Oh God, not lentils again. If I have to eat another lentil I'm going to shoot a cannon in the front parlor.
What cannon?
That cannon.
Oh, that cannon.

This is not genuine Young Ones dialogue. Its been a long time and I can't remember any specifics.

Lentils are fucking awesome.
 
I have no idea what this thread is about. Apparently Ish gave birth but can't remember the date and someone smells of lentils. Am I close?
 
Dixon Carter Lee said:
I have no idea what this thread is about. Apparently Ish gave birth but can't remember the date and someone smells of lentils. Am I close?

In one way, no.

And in another existential way, it's perfect.
 
Ish, this is now your theme song, for the attempts in this and other threads, and ham-handed behind the scenes manipulation that worked out not so well.

Style – from The Magic Show, Lyrics by Stephen Schwartz - Broadway version.

As I was saying to my dear old friend, Rex Reed, the other day
To succeed
You don't want brains or talent, diligence or guile
No, my simple little friend, the thing you need
To make your way
Is what the hoittiest-toits in the uppermost crust have
The one thing you must have
Is style

It's a matter of style, flair,
Je ne sais quoi
Without it you're a bust
You gotta come on with that smile, that air
That qu'est-ce que c'est ca
As I told Jascha Heifetz
In our line of life it's
A must

They say clothes make the man if they beautifully adorn ya
From cuff to trouser leg to blouse
Now my clothes of course are by Devore of California
And who does yours—Levi Strauss

It's a matter of style, flair
Je ne sais quoi
Bravura, so to speak
You gotta come out with that smile, that air
That qu'est-ce que c'est ca
As I told Karen Horney
The day I was born I
Was chic

Alouette, gentil alouette
Alouette, je te plumerait
I don't mean to undercut you
You're a cute kid, sonny, but you
Haven't a chance of success

Still as I promised
Joanne Woodward
I'll put in a good word
No, don't thank me—I know
Quelle largesse

You see I got style, flair
Je ne sais quoi
That's what turns the wheel
Savoir faire, qu'est-ce que c'est ca
As I told Conrad Hilton
It gives us that built-in
Appeal

When a smart looking gent leads a classy
Mademoiselle in
You figure he's a classy man
Now I've got this Garbo, this Salome, this Helen
And who've you got—Raggedy Ann

You don't have the style, flair
Je ne sais quoi
What more can I say
You gotta come on with that smile, that air
That qu'est-ce que c'est ca
As I told Carlo Ponti
It's who's got the
gentil plumerait
Gentil plumerait
Face it kid—
You're out of your league.

+++++++

I've been giggling all morning to "Quelle Largesse!"

Thank you.
 
LovingTongue said:
No, you throw temper tantrums and bang your head into the wall like one of Recidiva's kids. You routinely hand yourself your own ass when you try to "fight back".

You do have this in common with Ishmael, temper tantrums and self mutilation. Funny that you don't see it yet everyone around you is snickering behind their hands.

Nice taking a shot at our autistic son too, call him a retard again? He likes that. :rolleyes:
 
Ulaven_Demorte said:
You do have this in common with Ishmael, temper tantrums and self mutilation. Funny that you don't see it yet everyone around you is snickering behind their hands.

Nice taking a shot at our autistic son too, call him a retard again? He likes that. :rolleyes:

It's nice to know he'd just think he was a silly man and give him a hug and then privately, not to hurt his feelings say "Mommy, that guys a little weird."

Oh, hell, I'm sock puppeting autism now.

I've got to stop that. You know, predicting behavior based on previous patterns.
 
Ulaven_Demorte said:
You do have this in common with Ishmael, temper tantrums and self mutilation. Funny that you don't see it yet everyone around you is snickering behind their hands.

Nice taking a shot at our autistic son too, call him a retard again? He likes that. :rolleyes:
LOL at your "everyone" - is that another one of your "hyperboles"? You could combine the IQ of everyone who you think is on your side here, and that still wouldn't even find your way out of a phone booth.

My attitude and smarts makes me successful in life. Your way gets you

er, Recidiva, I mean

a medical billing job.


EMR is so not your friend, schizo.
 
LovingTongue said:
LOL at your "everyone" - is that another one of your "hyperboles"? You could combine the IQ of everyone who you think is on your side here, and that still wouldn't even find your way out of a phone booth.

My attitude and smarts makes me successful in life. Your way gets you

er, Recidiva, I mean

a medical billing job.


EMR is so not your friend, schizo.

I'm a medical editor. I'm sure medical biller requires more education. It's nice of you to build me up that way, but totally unnecessary.
 
Recidiva said:
I'm a medical editor. I'm sure medical biller requires more education. It's nice of you to build me up that way, but totally unnecessary.

He's nothing if not completely misinformed and completely predictable.

I couldn't edit medical transcription. I thought doctors writing was bad.. Until I heard one dictate a report, with an undecipherable accent, and a mouthful of marbles.

I swear one of them is the Dane Cook "pickles" lady.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C2F9PRsYw7k
 
Recidiva said:
The Magic Show, Lyrics by Stephen Schwartz - Broadway version.

Saw it, with Henning, on Broadway, back in the late 70s, original cast. I have the album.

Wanna touch me?
 
Dixon Carter Lee said:
Saw it, with Henning, on Broadway, back in the late 70s, original cast. I have the album.

Wanna touch me?

So did I. As a birthday gift. After going to the Museum of Natural History.

I got what I wanted that year.

I've been listening it to it for the last two days. I can still sing the patter songs. Amazing. I can hardly remember my own phone number, but I know all about solid silver platform shoes.

I'll still touch you though.
 
Damn, I just noticed the views to posts ratio on this fucker. Impressive.
 
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