Who will take into account all the years that no decent men were born?
Who will take into account all the threads started by incoherent ravers?
2 minutes. That is a pretty good SD response time.
I see people are getting practice with all the recent troll activity. 
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Who will take this thread? Not I, said Gaudere. Let’s try MPSIMS.
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Who is this? and what is here?
And in the lighted palace near
Died the sound of royal cheer;
And they cross’d themselves for fear,
All the knights of Camelot:
But Lancelot mused a little space;
He said, ‘She has a lovely face;
God in his mercy lend her grace,
The Lady of Shalott.’
–Alfred, Lord Tennyson
Wow. Someone was dumped.
Gypsy: Tom, I don’t get you.
Tom Servo: Nobody does. I’m the wind, baby.
That’s what Rachel was asking on Friends last night. She started yelling at Ross for it. Ross apologized on behalf of all men. So, everything is ok now.
Well, thank you, Ross. That just takes a TREMENDOUS load off me mind.
Lauren Hoffman sings a really cool version of this. I didn’t know Tennyson wrote it first, though, so thanks, Crick&Watson.
Camelot! Camelot!
In far-off France I heard your call.
So to Camelot! Camelot!
Here I come, to give my all…
In short, there’s simply not
A more congenial spot
For happy-ever-aftering
Than here,
in,
CAM,
e
Lot!
– Alfred, Lord Tennyson
Thank you for making me more secure in my hatred for that show.
Ross apologizing on behalf all men is like apologizing on behalf of all lesbian midgets.
Gypsy: Tom, I don’t get you.
Tom Servo: Nobody does. I’m the wind, baby.
ahem…
Ross apologizing on behalf all men is like me apologizing on behalf of all lesbian midgets.
Would you mind posting a list of those years? I want to see if I’m involved.
The overwhelming majority of people have more than the average (mean) number of legs. – E. Grebenik
If you think you might have been involved, you probably weren’t. In my experiance, the men who worry about being assholes usually are not.
Habit rules the unreflecting herd. - Wordsworth
Camelot!
Camelot!
Camelot!
Eh, on second thought, let’s not go there. 'Tis a silly place, isn’t it?
JMCJ
Winner of the Mr. & Mrs. Polycarp Award for Literalizing Cliches for knowing an actual atheist in a foxhole.
It’s only a model…
…but when you get blue, and you’ve lost all your dreams, there’s nothing like a campfire and a can of beans!
She left the web, she left the loom,
She made three paces thro’ the room
She saw the water-lily bloom,
She saw the helmet and the plume,
She look’d down to Camelot.
Out flew the web and floated wide;
The mirror crack’d from side to side;
‘The curse is upon me,’ cried
The Lady of Shalott
Enough Said.
Dr. Watson
Painting pink pajamas.
Policeman in a pail.
Peter Pepper’s puppy.
Now Papa’s in the pail.
– Alfred, Lord Tennyson
“Though I hate 'em, I’ll defend to my death your right to use smilies.”
Forward deployed until 18AUG00
Bravely rode Sir Robin,
Rode Forth from Camelot.
He was not afraid to fight,
Not Brave Sir Robin!
He was not in the least bit scared to be bashed into a pulp
Brave, brave, brave, brave Sir Robin!
(5 points for anyone who posts the rest of it.)
Habit rules the unreflecting herd. - Wordsworth
“When danger reared its ugly head,
He bravely turned his tail and fled.”