Gilligan:
And that, Joe, is how we know the earth to be banana-shaped.

Joe:
This new learning amazes me, Gilligan. Explain again how sheep's bladders
may be employed to prevent earthquakes.

Gilligan:
Oh, certainly, sir.

MysTerry:
Look, my liege!
[trumpets]

Scout:
Camelot!

OzOne:
Camelot!

JG:
Camelot!

Katy:
It's only a model.

Bobsprit:
Shh! Sailors, I bid you welcome to your new home.

Let us ride... to... Camelot!

[in medieval hall]
Sailors: [singing]
We're Knights of the Round Table.
We dance whene'er we're able.
We do routines and chorus scenes
With footwork impeccable.
We dine well here in Camelot.
We eat ham and jam and spam a lot.

[dancing]

We're Knights of the Round Table.
Our shows are formidable,
But many times we're given rhymes
That are quite unsingable.
We're opera mad in Camelot.
We sing from the diaphragm a lot.

[in dungeon]
PRISONER:
[clap clap clap clap]

[in medieval hall]
Sailors: [tap-dancing]
In war we're tough and able,
Quite indefatigable.
Between our quests we sequin vests and impersonate Clark Gable.
It's a busy life in Camelot.
OzOne:
I have to push the (Dunphy)pram a lot.

[outdoors]
Bobsprit:
Well, on second thought, let's not go to Camelot. It is a silly place.
Sailors:
Right. Right.

"Bob Crantz" wrote:

snip opera in progress

What have you been drinking or smoking?

And what have you done to the Flying Tadpole?

LP

"Lady Pilot" wrote in message
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"Bob Crantz" wrote:

snip opera in progress

What have you been drinking or smoking?

I am a very occasional drinker and I don't drink much. I do not smoke
anything.


And what have you done to the Flying Tadpole?

The Tadpole is gone because this is a Silly Place. He is a man of principle,
depth, long term memory and I hold him in regard for distancing himself
from some of the people here - myself included!



'O Oysters, come and walk with us!
The Walrus did beseech.
'A pleasant walk, a pleasant talk,
Along the briny beach:
We cannot do with more than four,
To give a hand to each.'

The eldest Oyster looked at him,
But never a word he said:
The eldest Oyster winked his eye,
And shook his heavy head --
Meaning to say he did not choose
To leave the oyster-bed.

Out four young Oysters hurried up.
All eager for the treat:
Their coats were brushed, their faces washed,
Their shoes were clean and neat --
And this was odd, because, you know,
They hadn't any feet.

Four other Oysters followed them,
And yet another four;
And thick and fast they came at last,
And more, and more, and more --
All hopping through the frothy waves,
And scrambling to the shore.

The Walrus and the Carpenter
Walked on a mile or so,
And then they rested on a rock
Conveniently low:
And all the little Oysters stood
And waited in a row.

'The time has come,' the Walrus said,
'To talk of many things:
Of shoes -- and ships -- and sealing wax --
Of cabbages -- and kings --
And why the sea is boiling hot --
And whether pigs have wings.'

'But wait a bit,' the Oysters cried,
'Before we have our chat;
For some of us are out of breath,
And all of us are fat!'
'No hurry!' said the Carpenter.
They thanked him much for that.

'A loaf of bread,' the Walrus said,
'Is what we chiefly need:
Pepper and vinegar besides
Are very good indeed --
Now, if you're ready, Oysters dear,
We can begin to feed.'

'But not on us!' the Oysters cried,
Turning a little blue.
'After such kindness, that would be
A dismal thing to do!'
'The night is fine,' the Walrus said,
'Do you admire the view?'

'It was so kind of you to come!
And you are very nice!'
The Carpenter said nothing but
'Cut us another slice-
I wish you were not quite so deaf-
I've had to ask you twice!'

'It seems a shame,' the Walrus said,
'To play them such a trick.
After we've brought them out so far,
And made them trot so quick!'
The Carpenter said nothing but
'The butter's spread too thick!'

'I weep for you,'the Walrus said:
'I deeply sympathize.'
With sobs and tears he sorted out
Those of the largest size,
Holding his pocket-handkerchief
Before his streaming eyes.

'O Oysters,' said the Carpenter,
'You've had a pleasant run!
Shall we be trotting home again?'
But answer came there none --
And this was scarcely odd, because
They'd eaten every one.

-- Lewis Carroll

"Bob Crantz" wrote:

"Lady Pilot" wrote:

"Bob Crantz" wrote:
I am a very occasional drinker and I don't drink much. I do not smoke
anything.

On or off Usenet?

And what have you done to the Flying Tadpole?

The Tadpole is gone because this is a Silly Place.

Nothing has changed that I can see, except people are more cranky and
wishing other sailors death.

What about all of those silly plays that he wrote?

He is a man of principle, depth, long term memory and I hold him in
regard for distancing himself from some of the people here - myself
included!

Whatever.

LP