From: spatula@retina.net (tv's Spatch) Newsgroups: alt.stupidity Subject: Re: Stupid Lane Date: Fri, 24 Nov 1995 00:54:26 GMT Organization: Spatch's Bus Tours to the Outlet Mall Lines: 57 Message-ID: <495pfp$pfe@nic.umass.edu> References: <490r7r$ihn$2@mhafn.production.compuserve.com> Reply-To: spatula@retina.net NNTP-Posting-Host: nscs25p5.remote.umass.edu X-Newsreader: Forte Free Agent 1.0.82 Status: RO X-Status: Bill Wilkinson <70325.1137@CompuServe.COM> writ: >Yep. Lost it. In Stupid Lane there is a Magnus selling photographs Of every head he's had the pleasure to cut And they talk about Flapjack's butt In the pouring rain. Close to the Magnus is a Ross with a big ol' sock And Bill claims that someone nasty stole his .sig And the Longest Thread is much too big In the pouring rain Got no brain Stupid Lane is in my head and up me arse There, just like a good door-slamming farce I sit and type wurds in Across the corner someone's masturbating furiously But no one's watching so it doesn't really matter And the Tortess is talking to the hatter (Hey, I had to rhyme.) Once bad haiku and pollyrayjurism ran rampant But now the bacon's come and made 'em go away And Keylime's got nothing else to say Cause he ran away O-y vey Stupid Lane is in my ears and in my spleen Charlie Sheen and Ben Vereen (Stole that one from the Brain) STUPID LANE IS IN MY FACE AND IN YER HEAD IN YER HEAD ZOMBIE ZOMBIE ZOMBIE IN YER HEAD IN YER HEAD ZOMBIE ZOMBIE ZOMBI-E-I-E-I-E-I-O. - spatch, sorry for the digression at the end, but we had to bring the glockenspiel player in, he was on contract - -- tv's Spatch, Sausage King of Chicago and MSTie #43790 "You know your sex life is bad when you go to do the laundry and stay for the spin cycle." - a young lady who shall remain nameless Wake up, time to fry: http://uptown.turnpike.net/S/spatula