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 Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2008 10:22 pm
Powell has thrown down the gauntlet. ninja
*clears throat, and steps onto the stage*
You'll just have to picture me in an evening gown in front of a piano for this one. domokun
They say.... into your early life romance came...
And in this heart.. of... yours... burned a flame..
A flame that flickered one day and died.... away.
Then. With disilution.. deep in your eyes...
You learned that fools in love.. soon grow wise.
The years have changed you, somehow...
I see you now.
Smoking.. drinking.. never thinking of tomorrow, nooonchalant.
Diamonds shining... dancing, dining with some man, in a restaurant.
Is that all you really want?
No.
Sophisticated lady, I know.
You miss the love you lost long ago...
And when nobody is nigh, you cry.
Smoking.. drinking.. never thinking of tomorrow, nooonchalant.
Diamonds shining... dancing, dining with some man, in a restaurant.
Is that all you really want?
No.
Sophisticated lady, I know.
You miss the love you lost long ago...
And when nobody is nigh, you cry.
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2008 10:24 pm
whee Damn, Zinda, what a classic! *claps enthusiastically* You really nailed it. 3nodding
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2008 10:25 pm
*tosses Zinda a rose and points at Creote*
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2008 10:25 pm
Red in an evening gown??? gonk
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2008 10:28 pm
Chris Powell Red in an evening gown??? gonk
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2008 10:43 pm
Since Red is in an evening gown....I think this may be appropriate.
Times have changed,
And we've often rewound the clock,
Since the Puritans got a shock,
When they landed on Plymouth Rock.
If today,
Any shock they should try to stem,
'Stead of landing on Plymouth Rock,
Plymouth Rock would land on them.
In olden days a glimpse of stocking
Was looked on as something shocking,
But now, God knows,
Anything Goes.
Good authors too who once knew better words,
Now only use four letter words
Writing prose, Anything Goes.
The world has gone mad today
And good's bad today,
And black's white today,
And day's night today,
When most guys today
That women prize today
Are just silly gigolos
And though I'm not a great romancer
I know that I'm bound to answer
When you propose,
Anything goes
When grandmama whose age is eighty
In night clubs is getting matey with gigolo's,
Anything Goes.
When mothers pack and leave poor father
Because they decide they'd rather be tennis pros,
Anything Goes.
If driving fast cars you like,
If low bars you like,
If old hymns you like,
If bare limbs you like,
If Mae West you like
Or me undressed you like,
Why, nobody will oppose!
When every night,
The set that's smart
Is intruding in nudist parties in studios,
Anything Goes.
The world has gone mad today
And good's bad today,
And black's white today,
And day's night today,
When most guys today
That women prize today
Are just silly gigolos
And though I'm not a great romancer
I know that I'm bound to answer
When you propose,
Anything goes
If saying your prayers you like,
If green pears you like
If old chairs you like,
If back stairs you like,
If love affairs you like
With young bears you like,
Why nobody will oppose!
And though I'm not a great romancer
And though I'm not a great romancer
I know that I'm bound to answer
When you propose,
Anything goes...
Anything goes!
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2008 12:01 am
There's a whole in the world like a great black pit
and the vermin of the world inhabit it
and its morals aren't worth what a pin can spit
and it goes by the name of London.
At the top of the hole sit the previlaged few
Making mock of the vermin in the lonely zoo
turning beauty to filth and greed...
I too have sailed the world and seen its wonders,
for the cruelty of men is as wonderous as Peru
but there's no place like London!
--
There was a barber and his wife
and she was beautiful...
a foolish barber and his wife.
She was his reason for his life...
and she was beautiful, and she was virtuous.
And he was nieve.
There was another man who saw
that she was beautiful...
A biased vulture of the law
who, with a gesture of his claw
removed the barber from his plate!
And there was nothing but to wait!
And she would fall!
So soft!
So young!
So lost and oh so beautiful!
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2008 12:26 am
*shakes head*
Just the kind of song the Joker would sing... confused
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2008 12:36 am
Something about that song just puts a smile on my face.
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2008 7:03 am
MrJosephKerr Something about that song just puts a smile on my face. What DOESN'T put a smile on your face, Captain Clowney?
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2008 1:32 pm
The sight of either one
Bruce Wayne
or two
Batman.
Unless the Joker has the upper hand of the situation...i will say no more.
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2008 4:11 pm
*Crawls in to the Bistro*
Oh... god... sooo...... tired....
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2008 4:31 pm
Hey, Shift. You okay? You look beat. o.O
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2008 4:45 pm
29 hours awake because of a bet... yeah, I'm beat...
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2008 4:48 pm
Rex Mason 29 hours awake because of a bet... yeah, I'm beat...
Ouch. sweatdrop Dare I ask the bet? And do you have to remian concious for much longer?
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