TygerEyez And Turkey Shit....

[Wanderer D]

Hey, no bogarting dammit.

 

[Wanderer D]

People who misbehave should be spanked. *nods*

 

[LukkyKnight]

Hey, no bogarting dammit.

*LMAO*

I was known by the handle damnit, once upon a time, in an online environment very unlike this one.

No, the mask is known as the greenman mask, but the leaves are clearly the wrong shape to be from the infamous cannabis plant - I've seen pictures of those. Have you seen the Jack in the Green? Can you tell me who immortalized him in song?

 

[Wanderer D]

I have heard of him somewhat, back when I made a few trips to Scotland. I cannot recall the song though.

 

[TygerEyez]

Jeez, I try to make a funny, and the guy goes all explanitory on me. Oy-vey! LOL

I know they're the wrong leaf, silly. It was just my dumbass form of a joke.

But, on the upside? You have earned the title of Turkey Shit in my book. *laughs* Wear it with pride!

 

[LukkyKnight]

Yep, British Isles...

Ian Anderson and Jethro Tull. That's a clickable link in the previous post for the curious.

http://j-tull.com/Gallerypics/IA%20flute%20-%20SFTW%20tour.jpg

Because I'm a good sport, here's a link to the lyrics...

 

[LukkyKnight]

will do

Jeez, I try to make a funny, and the guy goes all explanitory on me. Oy-vey! LOL

I know they're the wrong leaf, silly. It was just my dumbass form of a joke.

But, on the upside? You have earned the title of Turkey Shit in my book. *laughs* Wear it with pride!

Soon enough I will need a new title anyway. Thank you, Tyger.

 

[Wanderer D]

Lol, Tyger.

 

[TygerEyez]

*giggles and stares at WD40's siggy line*

Okay, dammit. Now I've gotten sing that fricken song or I'll get no sleep tonight.

*starts jamming and the old Roger Rabbit Dance* "That's the way love goes, hoo! That's the way love goes..."

"Like a moth to a flame, burned by the fire:
My love is blind, can't you see my desire...?"

*wanders to bed, singing loudly*

 

[LukkyKnight]

Maybe I can chase one song with another

Moths

The leaded window opened
to move the dancing candle flame
And the first Moths of summer
suicidal came.
And a new breeze chattered
in its May-bud tenderness ---
Sending water-lillies sailing
as she turned to get undressed.
And the long night awakened
and we soared on powdered wings ---
Circling our tomorrows
in the wary month of Spring.
Chasing shadows slipping
in a magic lantern slide ---
Creatures of the candle
on a night-light-ride.
Dipping and weaving --- flutter
through the golden needle's eye
in our haystack madness. Butterfly-stroking
on a Spring-tide high.
Life's too long (as the Lemming said)
as the candle burned and the Moths were wed.
And we'll all burn together as the wick grows higher ---
before the candle's dead.
The leaded window opened
to move the dancing candle flame.
And the first moths of summer
suicidal came
to join in the worship
of the light that never dies
in a moment's reflection
of two moths spinning in her eyes.