And if we’re not on the bus, then we’re marching, marching, to Shibboleth,
with the eagle and the sword…
So, fellow Firesign fans, line up, sign up, and re-enlist today! For we need more schooling, for more students, for Morse Science High School.
Idle thought: I wonder if Shibb will catch the OP with a vanity search.
regnad kcin will surely find this thread, even without one.
I’m a dolt. Is this the Firesign Theatre Firesign?? A buddies big brother had some of those albums years ago…we used to like to listen to them, but I’ve not heard of them much after that.
This reminds me very little of the time I was sent to clean up the kharma in Dodge City. There were a bunch of theosophists down at one end of the bar raising the Devil. They had him about four feet off of the ground …
“Far out, Scattergood – roll us a couple of bombers and leave them on the side table.”
Mah fellow settlers, we stand here on the edge of civilzation looking west, towards a new frontier. What may appear to the fainthearted as a limitless expanse of God forsaken territory is, in reality, a golden opportunity for humble God fearing people, like ourselves, our children and the generations a’comin’ to carve a new life out of the …
American Indian!
Porgie Tirebiter…he’s a spy and a girl delighter…
At 4th and Drucker he turns left. At Drucker and 4th he turns right. He crosses MacArthur Park and walks into a great sandstone building. Ooh - my nose!
And there’s hamburger all over the highway in Mystic, Connecticut.
How long have Pico and Alvarado been out on patrol ?
Not Responsible! Park and Lock it!
Aww, you guys are no fun. You fell right over!
Did I pass a gas station?
No, but the fox did. Squeeze him right there, maybe he’ll pass another one.
Give me immortality, or give me death!
This has not been a real test. Your concern has been enough.
They’re in everybody’s eggs.
This is no movie, this is real!
Defoliating a victory garden sure works up an appetite.
I wonder where Ruth is?
Wait a minute, didn’t I say that on the other side of the record?
I can shout, don’t hear you.
Welcome to side six. Follow in your books and repeat after me as we learn three new words in Turkish.
Sit over there. Next to Glaubner.
PAPOON FOR PRESIDENT!
What has happened to your nose?
I’ve just returned from Rome.
What, whatwhatwhat?
NOT INSANE!!
"Which reel? "
“The last reel of this vintage motion picture, ‘Highschool Madness,’ Lot Number M dash 25…”
Bailiff: “Do you promise to covet property, propriety, plurality, surety, security, and not hurt the State, say ‘What?’”
Mudhead: “What??”
Peorgie: “But what are you going to do tomorrow, after we graduate?”
Mudhead: “I thought maybe I’d find a bunch of guys who dress alike, and follow them around.”
P: “What?”
M: “Or we could pick up a couple of girls!”
P: “Is that all you ever think about? Picking up things?”
Shoes for industry, compadre!
Serially now, I found Firesign Theater’s complete collection – including some tripped out Y2K stuff – on CD. (I already have the black vinyl versions.)
College reunion this fall – it’ll be mandatory listening.