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 Posted: Thu Feb 24, 2011 8:29 pm
Good thing I don't care what you think, Wallace. biggrin
*takes a long pull from his mug and launches into another song*
As I was a goin' over the far famed Kerry mountains
I met with captain Farrell and his money he was counting
I first produced my pistol and I then produced my rapier
Saying "Stand and deliver" for he were a bold deceiver
Mush-a ring dum-a do dum-a da
Whack for my daddy-o. Whack for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar
I counted out his money and it made a pretty penny
I put it in me pocket and I took it home to Jenny
She sighed and she swore that she never would deceive me
But the devil take the women for they never can be easy
Mush-a ring dum-a do dum-a da
Whack for my daddy-o. Whack for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar
I went up to my chamber, all for to take a slumber
I dreamt of gold and jewels and for sure 't was no wonder
But Jenny drew me charges and she filled them up with water
Then sent for captain Farrell to be ready for the slaughter
Mush-a ring dum-a do dum-a da
Whack for my daddy-o. Whack for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar
't was early in the morning, just before I rose to travel
Up comes a band of footmen and likewise captain Farrell
I first produced me pistol for she stole away me rapier
I couldn't shoot the water, so a prisoner I was taken
Mush-a ring dum-a do dum-a da
Whack for my daddy-o. Whack for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar
Now there's some take delight in the carriages a rolling
and others take delight in the hurling and the bowling
but I take delight in the juice of the barley
and courting pretty fair maids in the morning bright and early
Mush-a ring dum-a do dum-a da
Whack for my daddy-o. Whack for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar
If anyone can aid me 't is my brother in the army
If I can find his station in Cork or in Killarney
And if he'll go with me, we'll go rovin' through Killkenny
And I'm sure he'll treat me better than my own a-sporting Jenny
Mush-a ring dum-a do dum-a da
Whack for my daddy-o. Whack for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar
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Posted: Thu Feb 24, 2011 8:31 pm
Wallace P Wells Cassandra Sandsmark Wallace P Wells Wallace gives Cassie a ring that matches most of her outfits. "Girl, you worth it because you damn tasty."
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Posted: Thu Feb 24, 2011 8:31 pm
Wallace P Wells "Uh, Chris, this is a wedding. Get some class." Embarrassing. Just be thankful he's not doing power ballads. Chris Powel singing Total Eclipse of the Heart? The very definition of torture.
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Posted: Thu Feb 24, 2011 8:32 pm
Cassandra Sandsmark Wallace P Wells Cassandra Sandsmark Wallace P Wells Wallace gives Cassie a ring that matches most of her outfits. "Girl, you worth it because you damn tasty." "I know, and it's ok, tonight I'm with Virgil."
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Posted: Thu Feb 24, 2011 8:33 pm
((TOTAL ECLIPSE OF THE HEART IS MY JAM.
I SANG NOTES ABOUT THE PERSIANS TO THE TUNE OF THAT SONG TO HELP ONE OF MY STUDENTS REMEMBER IT BETTER.
OH MAN BRO, YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW.))
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Posted: Thu Feb 24, 2011 8:34 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 24, 2011 8:35 pm
(( eek *Sneeeeeeaks away.*))
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Posted: Thu Feb 24, 2011 8:36 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 24, 2011 8:37 pm
((DON'T YOU SNEAK AWAY FROM ME YOU HOOLIGAN.
I'VE HEARD ABOUT YOU.))
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Posted: Thu Feb 24, 2011 8:37 pm
((What grade do you teach, Jack?))
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Posted: Thu Feb 24, 2011 8:37 pm
((Whatever you heard, they all deserved it.))
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Posted: Thu Feb 24, 2011 8:38 pm
*blinks and begins to address Lex.*
You...
*stops to take a drink and launches into another song*
Well, a Scotsman clad in kilt left a bar on evening fair.
And one could tell by how he walked that he drunk more than his share.
He fumbled round until he could no longer keep his feet.
Then he stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street.
Ring ding diddle diddle I de oh ring di diddly I oh
He stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street.
About that time two young and lovely girls just happend by.
And one says to the other with a twinkle in her eye,
"See young sleeping Scotsman so strong and handsome built,
I wonder if it's true what they don't wear beneath the kilt."
Ring ding diddle diddle I de oh ring di diddly I oh
I wonder if it's true what they don't wear beneath the kilt.
They crept up on that sleeping Scotsman quiet as could be.
Lifted up his kilt about an inch so they could see.
And there behold, for them to view, beneath his Scottish skirt,
Was nothing more than God had graced him with upon his birth.
Ring ding diddle diddle I de oh ring di diddly I oh
Was nothing more than God had graced him with upon his birth.
They marveled for a moment, then one said, "We must be gone.
Let's leave a present for our friend, before we move along."
As a gift they left a blue silk ribbon, tied into a bow,
Around the bonnie star, the Scots kilt did lift and show.
Ring ding diddle diddle I de oh ring di diddly I oh
Around the bonnie star, the Scots kilt did lift and show.
Now the Scotsman woke to nature's call and stumbled towards a tree.
Behind a bush, he lift his kilt and gawks at what he sees.
And in a startled voice he says to what's before his eyes,
"O lad I don't know where you been but I see you won first prize."
Ring ding diddle diddle I de oh ring di diddly I oh
O lad I don't know where you been but I see you won first prize
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Posted: Thu Feb 24, 2011 8:38 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 24, 2011 8:40 pm
((9th Grade Special Ed
One kid learns better when notes are to music because he can just sing it right back, so if he gets really antsy, I sing notes to him, and he sings it back. During Ancient Persia, all I could think of was that song. ))
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Posted: Thu Feb 24, 2011 8:40 pm
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