Detroit?
Disclaimer : My internal humor logic nearly demanded I make a punny reply, but in the spirit of this thread, I managed to overcome that directive to provide you with the reference above. We now return you to your regularly scheduled banter.
I lived there for a long time, even after GM closed. It’s a Bad enough Place to send punners, I think.
I, for one, welcome our…Ah, forget it.
No soup for you!!!
Lighten up, Francis.
You are soooooo good looking!
What is CBSG, please?
Reference this, holmes.
grabs crotch
There aren’t any original ideas left. Everything has been done. One may as well pay homage to the good stuff.
CBG/CBSG : Comic Book Shop Guy.
Not that there’s anything wrong with that.
So is that meant to refer to your own crotch, a Michael Jackson Reference, or are you referencing grabbing someone else’s crotch… a Michael Jackson reference.
Thank you - ignorance duly fought. 
(Although ignorance of “The Simpsons” = shamefully exposed.)
Can’t have everything, I suppose.
As you were, chaps.
I was referencing a little-known oil by Piter Breugel the Somewhat Past the First Flush of Youth. It is called Jesus Admonishes the Pharisees. Anaamika was correct in stating
“…Is this true?”
“Yes. This man has No Dick!”
I’d quote Shakespeare, but you won’t understand that either…
But you’d be a dick whether we are discussing Ghost Busters or Hamlet. It is both your gift and your curse.
Seven years of college down the drain.
[quote]
“Since once I sat upon a promontory,
And heard a mermaid on a dolphin’s back
Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath,
That the rude sea grew civil at her song,
And certain stars shot madly from their spheres,
To hear the sea-maid’s music.”
A MidSummer Night’s Dream, Act 2, scene 1.
I can but add education. Personality is the realm of God.
But…this parrot is no more! He has ceased to be! He’s expired and gone to meet his maker! He’s a stiff! Bereft of life, he rests in peace! THIS IS AN EX-PARROT!!
[sub]I don’t watch the Simpsons or Seinfeld…[/sub]
CYRANO (imperturbably): Is that all?
THE VISCOUNT: What do you mean?
CYRANO: Ah no! young blade! That was a trifle short!
You might have said at least a hundred things
By varying the tone … like this, suppose, …
Aggressive: ‘Sir, if I had such a nose
I’d amputate it!’ Friendly: ‘When you sup
It must annoy you, dipping in your cup;
You need a drinking-bowl of special shape!’
Descriptive: ''Tis a rock! … a peak! … a cape!
–A cape, forsooth! ‘Tis a peninsular!’
Curious: ‘How serves that oblong capsular?
For scissor-sheath? Or pot to hold your ink?’
Gracious: ‘You love the little birds, I think?
I see you’ve managed with a fond research
To find their tiny claws a roomy perch!’
Truculent: ‘When you smoke your pipe … suppose
That the tobacco-smoke spouts from your nose–
Do not the neighbors, as the fumes rise higher,
Cry terror-struck: “The chimney is afire”?’
Considerate: ‘Take care, … your head bowed low
By such a weight … lest head o’er heels you go!’
Tender: ‘Pray get a small umbrella made,
Lest its bright color in the sun should fade!’
Pedantic: ‘That beast Aristophanes
Names Hippocamelelephantoles
Must have possessed just such a solid lump
Of flesh and bone, beneath his forehead’s bump!’
Cavalier: 'The last fashion, friend, that hook?
To hang your hat on? ‘Tis a useful crook!’
Emphatic: ‘No wind, O majestic nose,
Can give THEE cold!–save when the mistral blows!’
Dramatic: ‘When it bleeds, what a Red Sea!’
Admiring: ‘Sign for a perfumery!’
Lyric: ‘Is this a conch? … a Triton you?’
Simple: ‘When is the monument on view?’
Rustic: 'That thing a nose? Marry-come-up!
‘Tis a dwarf pumpkin, or a prize turnip!’
Military: ‘Point against cavalry!’
Practical: ‘Put it in a lottery!
Assuredly ‘twould be the biggest prize!’
Or … parodying Pyramus’ sighs …
‘Behold the nose that mars the harmony
Of its master’s phiz! blushing its treachery!’
–Such, my dear sir, is what you might have said,
Had you of wit or letters the least jot:
But, O most lamentable man!–of wit
You never had an atom, and of letters
You have three letters only!–they spell Ass!
And–had you had the necessary wit,
To serve me all the pleasantries I quote
Before this noble audience … e’en so,
You would not have been let to utter one–
Nay, not the half or quarter of such jest!
I take them from myself all in good part,
But not from any other man that breathes!
-- Edmond Rostand