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:yikes: OMG!!!!!!! How did you get in my house????

 

I swear......I'm working on that pile of laundry. Hell....it growls at me every time I walk by! :blink: I think it's alive.

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:yikes:  OMG!!!!!!!  How did you get in my house????

 

I swear......I'm working on that pile of laundry.  Hell....it growls at me every time I walk by! :blink:  I think it's alive.

 

Have you seen Bubba lately ?????

 

:rofl2:

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:yikes:  OMG!!!!!!!  How did you get in my house????

 

I swear......I'm working on that pile of laundry.  Hell....it growls at me every time I walk by! :blink:  I think it's alive.

 

Have you seen Bubba lately ?????

 

:rofl2:

 

:rofl2: Too funny. He always has had a habit of sitting in empty clothes baskets, ever since he was little. And buckets. And barrels. Whatever he can get IN.....he's cool. :lol:

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:yikes:  OMG!!!!!!!  How did you get in my house????

 

I swear......I'm working on that pile of laundry.  Hell....it growls at me every time I walk by! :blink:  I think it's alive.

 

Have you seen Bubba lately ?????

 

:rofl2:

 

:rofl2: Too funny. He always has had a habit of sitting in empty clothes baskets, ever since he was little. And buckets. And barrels. Whatever he can get IN.....he's cool. :lol:

 

In this thread he shall be referred to as Lord Bubba.

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:yikes:  OMG!!!!!!!  How did you get in my house????

 

I swear......I'm working on that pile of laundry.  Hell....it growls at me every time I walk by! :blink:  I think it's alive.

 

Have you seen Bubba lately ?????

 

:rofl2:

 

:rofl2: Too funny. He always has had a habit of sitting in empty clothes baskets, ever since he was little. And buckets. And barrels. Whatever he can get IN.....he's cool. :lol:

 

In this thread he shall be referred to as Lord Bubba.

 

And so shall it be known.

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Metal Jay has no idea what Tode-in-the-Hole is

 

I am also unsure of this. If it were a toad-in-the-hole I could explain that this is a frog-like creature stuck in a pit. But as for a tode, I can only glance to the sky in wonder as I have no answers.

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In this thread he shall be referred to as Lord Bubba.

 

Lord Bubba ( :lol: ) is in the kitchen doing his homework......singing "My hump......my hump, my hump, my hump" :blink:

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In this thread he shall be referred to as Lord Bubba.

 

Lord Bubba ( :lol: ) is in the kitchen doing his homework......singing "My hump......my hump, my hump, my hump" :blink:

 

:yikes: What ever will Lord Bubba's minions think!!!

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In this thread he shall be referred to as Lord Bubba.

 

Lord Bubba ( :lol: ) is in the kitchen doing his homework......singing "My hump......my hump, my hump, my hump" :blink:

 

:yikes: What ever will Lord Bubba's minions think!!!

 

Lord Bubba will tell his minions what to think.

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One bright day in the middle of the night

Two dead boys got up to fight

Back to back they faced each other

Drew their swords and shot each other

A deaf policeman heard the noise

He came and killed those two dead boys

 

One bright day in the middle of the night

As I was walkin' up the stair

I saw a man who wasn't there

He wasn't there again today

Oh how I wish he'd go away

 

Jaybird sittin' on a hickory limb

He winked at me and I winked at him

His eyes were red and his teeth were green

Sat there pickin' on a tambourine

 

(chorus) One bright day in the middle of the night

 

A monkey and a flea and three blind mice

Sat on a curbstone shootin' dice

The monkey did a flip and fell on the flea

The flea said, "Whoops, there's a monkey on me"

 

A Twinkie and a Tastykake knockin' at the door

They just come from the mini-mart store

Granny went upstairs to get her gun

Should-a seen the Twinkie and the Tastykake run

 

(chorus) One bright day in the middle of the night

 

As I was walkin' down the street

Who do ya think I chanced to meet?

It was Godzilla and old King Kong

Stompin' on buildings and singin' a song

 

Red and blue and delicate green

The King can't catch it 'n' neither can the Queen

Bring it in the house through the 'lectric socket

Catch a rainbow and put it in your pocket

 

(chorus) One bright day in the middle of the night

 

If you don't believe these lies are true

Ask the blind man, he saw it too

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Metal Jay still at it?!?!?!?! :blink: I never even knew he started to begin with. ;)

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There Was An Old Woman

 

There was an old woman who swallowed a fly,

I don't know why she swallowed a fly,

Perhaps she'll die.

There was an old woman who swallowed a spider,

That wriggled and jiggled and tickled inside her,

She swallowed the spider to catch the fly,

I don't know why she swallowed the fly,

Perhaps she'll die.

 

There was an old woman who swallowed a bird,

How absurd! to swallow a bird,

She swallowed the bird to catch the spider,

That wriggled and jiggled and tickled inside her,

She swallowed the spider to catch the fly,

I don't know why she swallowed the fly,

Perhaps she'll die.

 

There was an old woman who swallowed a cat,

Imagine that! to swallow a cat,

She swallowed the cat to catch the bird,

She swallowed the bird to catch the spider,

That wriggled and jiggled and tickled inside her,

She swallowed the spider to catch the fly,

I don't know why she swallowed the fly,

Perhaps she'll die.

 

There was an old woman who swallowed a dog,

What a hog! to swallow a dog,

She swallowed the dog to catch the cat,

She swallowed the cat to catch the bird,

She swallowed the bird to catch the spider,

That wriggled and jiggled and tickled inside her,

She swallowed the spider to catch the fly,

I don't know why she swallowed the fly,

Perhaps she'll die.

 

There was an old woman who swallowed a goat,

Just opened her throat! to swallow a goat,

She swallowed the goat to catch the dog,

She swallowed the dog to catch the cat,

She swallowed the cat to catch the bird,

She swallowed the bird to catch the spider,

That wriggled and jiggled and tickled inside her,

She swallowed the spider to catch the fly,

I don't know why she swallowed the fly,

Perhaps she'll die.

 

There was an old woman who swallowed a cow,

I don't know how she swallowed a cow!

She swallowed the cow to catch the goat,

She swallowed the goat to catch the dog,

She swallowed the dog to catch the cat,

She swallowed the cat to catch the bird,

She swallowed the bird to catch the spider,

That wriggled and jiggled and tickled inside her,

She swallowed the spider to catch the fly,

I don't know why she swallowed the fly,

Perhaps she'll die.

 

There was an old woman who swallowed a horse,

She's dead—of course!

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One bright day in the middle of the night

Two dead boys got up to fight

Back to back they faced each other

Drew their swords and shot each other

A deaf policeman heard the noise

He came and killed those two dead boys

 

One bright day in the middle of the night

As I was walkin' up the stair

I saw a man who wasn't there

He wasn't there again today

Oh how I wish he'd go away

 

Jaybird sittin' on a hickory limb

He winked at me and I winked at him

His eyes were red and his teeth were green

Sat there pickin' on a tambourine

 

(chorus) One bright day in the middle of the night

 

A monkey and a flea and three blind mice

Sat on a curbstone shootin' dice

The monkey did a flip and fell on the flea

The flea said, "Whoops, there's a monkey on me"

 

A Twinkie and a Tastykake knockin' at the door

They just come from the mini-mart store

Granny went upstairs to get her gun

Should-a seen the Twinkie and the Tastykake run

 

(chorus) One bright day in the middle of the night

 

As I was walkin' down the street

Who do ya think I chanced to meet?

It was Godzilla and old King Kong

Stompin' on buildings and singin' a song

 

Red and blue and delicate green

The King can't catch it 'n' neither can the Queen

Bring it in the house through the 'lectric socket

Catch a rainbow and put it in your pocket

 

(chorus) One bright day in the middle of the night

 

If you don't believe these lies are true

Ask the blind man, he saw it too

 

 

Dunkel war's, der Mond schien helle,

Schneebedeckt die grüne Flur,

Als ein Auto blitzesschnelle

Langsam um die runde Ecke fuhr.

 

Drinnen saßen stehend Leute

Schweigend ins Gespräch vertieft,

Als ein totgeschossner Hase

Auf der Sandbank Schlittschuh lief.

 

Und der Wagen fuhr im Trabe

Rückwärts einen Berg hinauf.

Droben zog ein alter Rabe

Grade eine Turmuhr auf.

 

Ringsumher herrscht tiefes Schweigen

Und mit fürchterlichem Krach

Spielen in des Grases Zweigen

Zwei Kamele lautlos Schach.

 

Und auf einer roten Bank,

Die blau angestrichen war

Saß ein blondgelockter Jüngling

Mit kohlrabenschwarzem Haar.

 

Neben ihm 'ne alte Schachtel,

Zählte kaum erst sechzehn Jahr,

Und sie aß ein Butterbrot,

Das mit Schmalz bestrichen war.

 

Oben auf dem Apfelbaume,

Der sehr süße Birnen trug,

Hing des Frühlings letzte Pflaume

Und an Nüssen noch genug.

 

Von der regennassen Straße

Wirbelte der Staub empor.

Und ein Junge bei der Hitze

Mächtig an den Ohren fror.

 

Beide Hände in den Taschen

Hielt er sich die Augen zu.

Denn er konnte nicht ertragen,

Wie nach Veilchen roch die Kuh.

 

Und zwei Fische liefen munter

Durch das blaue Kornfeld hin.

Endlich ging die Sonne unter

Und der graue Tag erschien.

 

Dies Gedicht schrieb Wolfgang Goethe

Abends in der Morgenröte,

Als er auf dem Nachttopf saß

Und seine Morgenzeitung las.

 

:rofl::rofl2:

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One bright day in the middle of the night

Two dead boys got up to fight

Back to back they faced each other

Drew their swords and shot each other

A deaf policeman heard the noise

He came and killed those two dead boys

 

One bright day in the middle of the night

As I was walkin' up the stair

I saw a man who wasn't there

He wasn't there again today

Oh how I wish he'd go away

 

Jaybird sittin' on a hickory limb

He winked at me and I winked at him

His eyes were red and his teeth were green

Sat there pickin' on a tambourine

 

(chorus) One bright day in the middle of the night

 

A monkey and a flea and three blind mice

Sat on a curbstone shootin' dice

The monkey did a flip and fell on the flea

The flea said, "Whoops, there's a monkey on me"

 

A Twinkie and a Tastykake knockin' at the door

They just come from the mini-mart store

Granny went upstairs to get her gun

Should-a seen the Twinkie and the Tastykake run

 

(chorus) One bright day in the middle of the night

 

As I was walkin' down the street

Who do ya think I chanced to meet?

It was Godzilla and old King Kong

Stompin' on buildings and singin' a song

 

Red and blue and delicate green

The King can't catch it 'n' neither can the Queen

Bring it in the house through the 'lectric socket

Catch a rainbow and put it in your pocket

 

(chorus) One bright day in the middle of the night

 

If you don't believe these lies are true

Ask the blind man, he saw it too

 

 

Dunkel war's, der Mond schien helle,

Schneebedeckt die grüne Flur,

Als ein Auto blitzesschnelle

Langsam um die runde Ecke fuhr.

 

Drinnen saßen stehend Leute

Schweigend ins Gespräch vertieft,

Als ein totgeschossner Hase

Auf der Sandbank Schlittschuh lief.

 

Und der Wagen fuhr im Trabe

Rückwärts einen Berg hinauf.

Droben zog ein alter Rabe

Grade eine Turmuhr auf.

 

Ringsumher herrscht tiefes Schweigen

Und mit fürchterlichem Krach

Spielen in des Grases Zweigen

Zwei Kamele lautlos Schach.

 

Und auf einer roten Bank,

Die blau angestrichen war

Saß ein blondgelockter Jüngling

Mit kohlrabenschwarzem Haar.

 

Neben ihm 'ne alte Schachtel,

Zählte kaum erst sechzehn Jahr,

Und sie aß ein Butterbrot,

Das mit Schmalz bestrichen war.

 

Oben auf dem Apfelbaume,

Der sehr süße Birnen trug,

Hing des Frühlings letzte Pflaume

Und an Nüssen noch genug.

 

Von der regennassen Straße

Wirbelte der Staub empor.

Und ein Junge bei der Hitze

Mächtig an den Ohren fror.

 

Beide Hände in den Taschen

Hielt er sich die Augen zu.

Denn er konnte nicht ertragen,

Wie nach Veilchen roch die Kuh.

 

Und zwei Fische liefen munter

Durch das blaue Kornfeld hin.

Endlich ging die Sonne unter

Und der graue Tag erschien.

 

Dies Gedicht schrieb Wolfgang Goethe

Abends in der Morgenröte,

Als er auf dem Nachttopf saß

Und seine Morgenzeitung las.

 

:rofl::rofl2:

 

 

I am gonna assume it's funny. :rofl2:

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I am gonna assume it's funny. :rofl2:

 

I will start translating ..:

 

It was dark as the moon was shining brightly

....

 

... and so on ... :P

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