Skald the Rhymer AKA Henry is in the hospital

Music soothes the savage beast.
i have ready the soundtrack from Porgy and Bass.

Our heads will be on a pike.

Happy to have you back, Skald.
*No laughter was heard in the creation of this post.

If he likes classical there is always the Trout Quintet by Schubert. Me? I’m more Cajun/Bluegrass and lean towards Leftover Salmon.

I want **Skald **to know I’ve found something more dangerous than killer bees.

If you don’t live under a rock you’ve heard of the movie Frozen. It is extremely popular with little girls. Now, imagine, at the public library, a Frozen party held for little girls. Come in costume, sing along while watching the movie. Good so far, right? Then imagine that about two-thirds of the way through the movie the DVD projector stops working. A break is taken, kids are called back, Except the problem hasn’t been fixed for long. Party is over. Imagine the mood of those little girls. Sad to say the above scenario is not hypothetical.

Killer bees aren’t in it.

Would that be a threat from column A, combined with a methodology of category C again?

(We need a Skald threat choice matrix)

Welcome back.

Did you take a close look at the projector? Might’ve been from Skald Enterprises.

I believe it is “Music has charms to soothe a savage breast” As Cecil once noted the difference is subtle but profound. :smiley:

I rather doubt Skald’s breasts are savage.

Good God, man, have you seen them?

On a fish? :confused:

Glad you’re back, Skald!

That will even the scales.

The horror…

Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Perfect! By not seeing this thread until just now, I learned that Skald was in the hospital (Oh no!) and already home again (Hooray!) all at once, which was very efficient of me and saved me much fretting. Go me!

Best wishes for a speedy and full recovery, Skald! Were you aware that the reprobates in this thread have been making fish puns?

^ Tattle-tail!

Dude, let it go.

Dude, LET IT GO, LET IT GO…! /Idina-Mendel-level drama

Mutt (or burpo, whichever you are usually called), you of all dopers should be the last to criticize someone else’s tail – lest yours falls off and you look more like a doberman…

–G!