Ceeeeeeelebrate bad times,
Come on!
Well, I for juan, am not going to rest easy until I find out what all the kerfuffle is all about.
Did you know that mice can’t throw up?
- Go out onto the roof
- Yell out, “Top of the World, Ma! Top of the World!”
- Receive accolades from the cinema-loving police force
So, Campion what was the kerfuffle?
and 5que, were does that quote come from? I know I’ve heard it somewhere :S?
James Cagney, The Public Enemy, 1931.
No way, man. White Heat.
:smack:
Well, at least I got Cagney right.
Heh. No worries. Just saw The Public Enemy a couple of weeks ago, too. Great flick. Great on a double bill with Edward G. Robinson in Little Caesar.
We now return you to your regularly-scheduled thread. 
I love The Public Enemy. I especially like the fact that the producers of this film, in 1931, included a scene from the character’s youth, set in 1915, in which you can hear someone is struggling through Scott Joplin’s Maple Leaf Rag on a piano in the background. That’s about the only time I’ve heard a recognizable, true Ragtime piece in any movie before The Sting. Usually, when filmmakers want to show the ‘old time piano player’ motif, they have him pounding out O Dem Golden Slippers, Oh, You Beautiful Doll, or other such pseudo ragtime kerfluffle.
Your boss sure gets uptight when he finds photocopies of someone’s ass on the copier, doesn’t he? I mean, really. Lockdown? SWAT? Helicopters? Just write them up and be done with it.
You ready for the big, exciting “suspicious activity”? Brace yourself:
Someone left a cardboard box on the sidewalk.
They don’t take litter lightly where you live, do they?
The non-vomitous mice did it.
Nah, it was the Kool and the Gang tribute band. They’re evil, I tells ya.
Hey, that was my apartment, damnit! Great, now I have to go and find another refrigerator box.
Stranger
Hope. It was the Neil Diamond tribute band, trying to frame Kool and the Gang tribute band, and get them out of the way.
In fairness, it was a pretty suspicious-looking box. Apparently.
Stranger? Wow. I knew apartments downtown were small, but, really.
Use away my friends, use away
Hey man, your house looks kinda like my garage :eek:
Heretofore to be referred to as “the alleged box”.
Naw, I’m over a bit to the east; I actually have a pretty good situation with my place on a nice, quiet street within staggering distance to Old Town, even if the house it’s in is one of those ramshackle “lets ram a bunch of houses together and then divide them up into aparments” deals. But those Holly Street apartments…not much bigger than a fridge box, yeah.
Stranger