Maggers Wrote:ROFL! But that would be fabulous, scary music following the bad guys so everyone knows they're coming.
Wouldn't that be great?! Nobody could sneak up on you because you could hear the sneaking-up music.
Quote:Along those lines, here' a thought. What if we all had our own soundtracks! Can you imagine the cacaphony? It would be amusing, if noisy. What would that music tell people about us? Who would write it and decide what our theme would be?
That wouldn't bother me so much . . . I have a huge supply of ear plugs. What would bother me though is how do you get to pick your sound track? If it were up to me, I'd pick something dramatic, like Les Preludes, by Franz Lizst. With my luck however, I'd probably end up with Ponchielli's Dance Of The Hours. Which would drive me crazy, because whenever I think of it I hear Alan Sherman's Camp Granada song.
Hello muddah,
Hello faddah,
Here I am at
Camp Granada
Camp is very
Entertaining
And they say we'll have some fun if it stops raining.
I went hiking
With Joe Spivy
He developed
Poison ivy
You remember
Leonard Skinner
He got ptomaine poisoning last night after dinner.
All the counselors
Hate the waiters
And the lake has
Alligators
And the head coach
Wants no sissies
So he reads to us from something called Ulysses.
How I don't want
This should scare ya
But my bunkmate
Has malaria
You remember
Jeffrey Hardy
They're about to organize a searching party.
Take me home, oh muddah, faddah
Take me home, I hate Granada
Don't leave me out in the forest where
I might get eaten by a bear.
Take me home I promise I will not make noise
Or mess the house with other boys.
Oh please don't make me stay
I've been here one whole day.
Dearest faddah,
Darling muddah,
How's my precious
Little bruddah
Let me come home,
If you miss me
I would even let Aunt Bertha hug and kiss me.
Wait a minute,
It's stopped hailing.
Guys are swimming,
Guys are sailing
Playing baseball,
Gee that's better
Muddah, faddah kindly disregard this letter.
Quote:My mind goes down some strange paths.
That's what the paths are for. You just saw the one
my mind went down. I'll be hearing that song for the rest of the week.
Ken V.