"What we need", said Evangeline Van Holsteren , "is a gimmick. Or we will be just another wassailing bunch trying to do Christmas Carols"
"We could tell people that we are keeping money for ourselves "said Little Tim erstwhile Beggar-of-the-month in a contribution that was largely ignored.
"Also" I vouchsafed "we should do the better parts of town, where people would not be cogniscent of The Olde Entomologist Dance and Showband"
Surprisingly this suggestion was not met with hooting and jeering as is the norm, more than somewhat.
We also determined to carry around pots of "The Olde Entomologist Christmas Ale and Curative: contains no eels" for loosening peoples pursestrings.
As can be seen in the photo (some nice rocks there), things did not go well at The Widow Michleson's house because
1) She is a small business person and does not like Little Tim going into her house to say "Hello missus, what ya got?" and
2) She did not need any "Vile drinks"
3) She is the mayor's cousin and has a bad back. No one knew.
18 comments:
Hmpf. You can't fool me. It's the first public performance of The Stalk-Forrest Group.
Your Soft white underbelly is showing.
I cannot be responsible for Mr Zombie's fevered imaginings.
"The Olde Entomologist Christmas Ale and Curative: contains no eels"
Well, I shant be partaking of it then! Of course, the only thing to go with a good Eel Ale (or Snake Year Sherry) surfeit of lampreys.
I hired a quartet to play this year's office Christmas party.
Uh, forgot a verb in the first paragraph.
The Olde Entomologist Dance and Showband
Hey! I tried to book you for my office party, but apparently your band cannot play upside down. Pffft!
Here's to eels in your eye!
Jennifer mis-understands the contract. We can play upside-down but can you listen upside-down? i.e. the notes fall to the floor and get trodden on.
I read...a shadow dance band...then I saw the entire sky.
hyphou, major, major cock up.
...you can vouchsafe all you want, but it won't do you any good when you have to go hereinunder.
i.e. the notes fall to the floor and get trodden on
Wasn't that how grunge was created??
Wasn't that how grunge was created??
In complaining about Jack "No Treble" Endino I realized just how white I was.
Reverse treble snobs are sooo bass.
perseh, Shelley's Mum would call him this way.
Boobiez!
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It's ART, Thunda!!!
I have your quartet right here, BBBB.
I continue to maintain that the catering at last year's party was fine, and it is not my fault if certain people cannot handle snake wine.
It's the first public performance of The Stalk-Forrest Group.
ZRM is a philistine and cannot recognise Stacia from early Hawkwind. Go back to Philistinia, sir!
Smut is just bitter because BOC never plays his local gin-joint.
also, weak grasp of perspective. Although I like the way the shadows go different directions, very surrealist.
Shadows? I thought they were moving. Artists were still working out the conventions of motion lines.
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