There are many, many excellent songs about people with poor moral character.
“Sir, you have been convicted of three murders. Do you wish to make a statement before sentencing?”
“Yeah, there were only three. And they were spread out!”
But I agree there are plenty of great songs about bad people.
Also true.
I just don’t happen to think that’s one of them. Tastes vary.
Steve Martin and the Steep Canyon Rangers’ show was the opposite–lots of banjo punctuated by some stand-up.
I’m sure your are all dying to know how i made my turkey soup, and how it came out.
It turned out to be more like 2 gallons than 1.5 gallons. I looked at ¼ cup of beans and said, “naw”, and ended up using ¾ cup dried beans and ½ cup dry barley. I cooked those for a few hours, then added a cereal bowl full of turkey scraps (mostly off the legs no one likes drumsticks in my family) and about the same volume of chopped carrots.
I was going to add celery, but the broth tasted like I’d used to much celery, so i didn’t. I did add a little bit of lemon juice, which improved it a lot.
I think i overcooked the beans, but everything else can’t out well. I served it with Iggi’s baguettes and some water cress with a vinaigrette. And after supper, i froze 4 quarts of soup and a quart of broth.
I’d argue it meant both. The narrator sat back in front of the fire, she eventually came home and their story continued. Or simultaneously he burnt the place down, left, she comes home devastated and sics Interpol on this prick. Both versions are true, in a very very short song. Not brilliant really, but quite sly.
Of course I am, and thank for your wonderful description. I wish I knew enough about soup to ask intelligent questions, but it sounds like it came out well.
Alternative 3rd option. Norwegian wood was a strain of marijuana, and that’s what he lit up
I’m glad @puzzlegal went with the sour element! I feel vindicated. And yeah, I almost always add lemon juice (more rarely cider vinegar instead) to homemade turkey stocks to brighten the flavors as I said earlier - means (among other things) I add less salt as well.
I tested it in a small sample of the broth, and I thought the lemon juice improved it a lot. Thanks.
Ha! I thought the bong was made of Norwegian wood . Who knew?
Now we need a thread for the song, see how many interpretations can be added to 5 stanza source material. I’ve seen @Stranger_On_A_Train do a few doozies. @Terrifel used to but is 10 years silent.
I’m fond of drizzling lemon juice on prepared food. It’s bright but surprisingly transparent.
What John Lennon said:
“I was trying to write about an affair without letting my wife know I was writing about an affair,” Lennon said during a 1970 interview, “so it was very gobbledegook. I was, sort of, writing from my experiences, girl’s flats, things like that.”
The only thing being burned down there was a marriage.
We’ve had some before.
The worst football mogul is the owner of the Washington team. (formerly the “Redskins”, now the “Commanders”) He should have re-named it the “Honkies”.
Do you mean the guy who already sold the team?
For the royalty poll, if those are truly the only two options, I’ll choose “Leave me alone.”
But I’d really try to broker a deal like “I’ll relinquish my claim for $100 million. Then leave me alone.”
Ditto; except that I’d take considerably less than that. A million or two would do me nicely.
I also selected the non-disclosure option (and absolutely would have requested hush money, probably somewhere between the amounts @Wheelz and @thorny_locust mentioned).
If I’m close enough to be in the line, someone very recent in my family history is going to be very embarrassed. And I love (even if I argue with them) my folks. And they’d all end up living under a microscope as a result - along with my wife. So, yeah, no royal life for me, even if I’d love the money and probably enjoy a degree of silly sucking up.
Still not worth it (especially if I can get say $10-20 million of hush money).
Much as I’m interested in the British monarchy, I have very little interest in joining it, and I suspect my wife would have even less.