Dragon’s fire and of things that will bite.
Behind the boathouse.
Still missing one of mine. Think 80’s.
Where do I think about the loveless fascination?
Try these.
And if you’re somewhere drunk and passed out on the floor what is your name and what do I want you to know?
Why should you kiss them for me?
Exactly so, Newt! That’s one bird down, four to go (plus that one about the petite oiseau).
Anyone got the petite oiseau question yet? C’mon, this one’s tooooooooo easy! Y’all know what a petite oiseau is, right?
I say, chaps, and I said it before, I’m having jolly good fun making up these questions, and answering the few that I can! Here’s more.
Illuminati, you’re getting some good material for your trivia quiz in this thread!
(1) I demand of my false-hearted lover that he/she do a number of impossible tasks (e.g., make me a shirt without seams or needlework, wash it in a dry well, etc.) and then maybe (maybe!) I’ll take him/her back. I say to the traveller that I met on the road: Tell him/her these things for me, or at the very least give my regards when you get there. Where?
(n.b. Most popular recordings that you all know have just a small sampling of the known verses. Wikipedia has more.)
(2) This great city may be a fine place to visit, but would a country boy like me want to live here? The people here are essentially idle, digging for gold in the streets instead of doing productive work, but I tried it myself and never struck it rich. OTOH, the ladies here run about bare-breasted. (Come to think of it, maybe I’ll stay a while.) Don’t you dare take up that fashion, Mary!
(a) What city is this?
(b) What finer delight (presumably Mary?) will I wait for, and which waits for me, when I get back home?
(3) Another reason I wouldn’t want to live here: This city is HAUNTED! Whose ghost walks here, large as life, they say?
(4) After a lengthy series of increasingly lame excuses, why is Henry ultimately unable to fix the hole in the bucket?
Okay, for this one, I’ll put the answer right here, in case this is really keeping you up awake at night:
Because there’s a hole in the bucket!
(5) Eleven long-haired friends of Jesus in a chartreuse micro-bus can be useful to have around in some cases – like to pray for the Lord’s protection of someone who really needs it. What eighteen-wheeler truck driver could benefit from this?
(6) Ah, those trucker songs! A hitchhiker shows up at a truck-stop diner in the middle of nowhere, at night and in the rain, with a dime for coffee, that he says he got from a good-hearted trucker who just gave him a ride. Ohhhhhh, you coulda hear a pin drop, and the counter man turned kinda white. What was so mysterious about that trucker?
(7) An earlier post up-thread mentions a few things every gambler should have. But what four things should every gambler know, according to an old gambler I met on a train bound for no-where?
(8) What is the second-lonliest number?
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Brief way-off-topic tangent: Okay, I’m back from the doctor. While taking my blood pressure, the nurse stuck a clothes-pin-like device on my finger to measure blood oxygen, and while both of those were working, stuck a thingy in my ear to get my temperature. Isn’t there some law of Quantum Physics that says you can’t measure all those things at once?
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A Yankee laid him in his grave.
ETA: Beaten to it!
Rubber Duck. Not sure whether Pig Pen needs it, as he’s got the back door. But the one who really needs the eleven long-haired friends of Jesus is the suicide jockey who’s hauling dynamite, and who needs all the help he can get.
He should know:
a) When to hold them;
b) When to fold them;
c) When to walk away; and
d) When to run.
Here’s one: What three things in this world are worth a solitary dime?
A few more:
Which girl’s case was dismissed because she was in her working clothes?
Harry and Sue learned about love in the back of what kind of car?
What will I do if you take the last train to Clarksville?
Okay, Spoons, here’s another one:
Three brothers cast lots to see which of them should go to work to support all three of them (while the other two, presumably, could live the idle life), and the lot did fall first on the youngest of them. What dangerous mode of living did the young one then embark upon, for to maintain his two brothers and he?
Everybody else: Stay silent until tomorrow at least. Let’s give Spoons the first chance at this!
Meanwhile, Spoons and everybody else: Take another look at the ornithology quiz, a few posts up-thread. At this point, I’ve seen only one of those questions answered!
And my gosh, that petite oiseau question! I can’t belieeeeeeeeeeeve that nobody’s gotten that one yet! You ALL know the song to which that refers! I know you do! Has all the implied blood and gore scared you all off?
Exactly so and exactly so. The suicide jockey hauling dynamite is the one I had in mind.
Old dogs, children, and watermelon wine. (Though I would dispute the children choice. I’d go along with W. C. Fields on that point.)
[whose case was dismissed because she showed up in court in her working clothes].
And what was my Aunt Hortense in court for, and why did the judge acquit her?
(Hint: It had to do with the First Amendment.)
Too obscure? Answer:
Pornography charges, from:
“Smut” by Tom Lehrer:
"As the judge remarked the day he acquitted my Aunt Hortense,
‘To be smut
it must be ut-
terly without redeeming social importance’ . . . "
I don’t recall that I saw these answered earlier . . .
(2) Armed only with liberty, and the key of my willingness (and prayer).
(3) Hot and wet. (A hundred degrees)
Question posted by Leaffan:
I’m 64. Who’s sitting on my knee?
Answer: Grandchidren
Question posted by** maggenpye**:
Why do I say ‘Thank you for the music’?
Answer: For giving it to me.
I am behind you, I’ll always find you- Who am I?
Answer: I am the tiger!
Gimme, gimmie, gimmie a man after what time?
Answer: Midnight.
Who did I kiss, after which the whole class went wild?
Answer: The teacher.
What has the King lost?
Answer: His crown.
I can still recall, our last summer, I still see it all. What did we walk along?
Answer: The Seine
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My turn now. Here are some old ones:
1A) On what track would you find the Chattanoga choo choo?
1B) And what time does it leave the Pennsylvania station?
If mares eat oats and does eat oats, what do little lambs eat?
What do you have if you have no bananas?
Where was Ivan Skavinsky Skavar when he trod on the toe of Abdul Abulbul Amir?
Removed duplicate post.
(1a and b) Track 29, about 3:45
(2) Ivy (even if mares and does DON’T eat oats!)
(3) Practically every other kind of fruit and veggie you can think of. String beans, onions, cabashas [what the hell are those?], scallions, and many other things.
Some of the following questions deal with love and baby-making! Have I got your attention now?
(1) When do you need to put your camel to bed, and where?
(2) What should you buy for me while we root, root, root for the home team?
(3) That young widowed wife sure told off those self-righteous hypocrites, right there in front on everybody, at the PTA meeting of which school district?
(4) How are babies made? . . . In the year 6565, that is?
(5) How long was the poem inscribed in crayon on the underground wall?
(6) Love is compared to a rose, but why should you never pick it?
More on how babies are made . . .
(7) Two youthful lovers, sitting in a tree, doing WHAT (now don’t everybody skip ahead too many steps here! – This is a song suitable for children) that ultimately leads to a baby in a baby carriage?
(8) OTOH, if said tree is specifically a LEMON tree, what are then next few specific actions that those lovers (or maybe just friends at this stage) do?
(9) And just in case none of the above works out . . . How many ways are there to leave your lover? No, forget about the number given in the title of that song. I want to know how many explicit and specific ways are listed in the song! Strategies mentioned more that once only count once. And vague ideas, like “just set yourself free” and “you don’t need to discuss much” don’t count. And please hurry! I need to know RSN!
(I think I just noticed a new thread specifically devoted to that subject.)
(10) And if that STILL doesn’t work… Love can be so fickle and complicated!!! What kind of lover is always there, always cares, never argues, satisfaction guaranteed? (Emphasis mine, but pretty obvious in the original.)
(11) A post way up-thread mentioned a magic love potion that was brewed up in a kitchen sink, but according to the song, it didn’t work out well at all. Your second choice might be another sorcerer who recommends a magic incantation rather than a potion. What is that incantation?
(12) You better hope that incantation works right, or it might instead conjure up a fearsome one-eyed, one-horned monster that comes and eats you! What is this monster’s primary means of locomotion? What color is it? (Or perhaps, given the ambiguities of English grammer, what color are the people that it eats)?
From just above:
Okay, I see that’s already been addressed here:
and here:
and here:
which in turn cites this:
So that’s a well thrashed-out topic already.
Some of these may be duplicates, I multi-quoted my way through the thread…
Raindrops falling from heaven…
Under the Milky Way
They’ve settled down.
To ease your troubled mind. You left your body lying somewhere in the sands of time.
The moon starts to glow and disappear, then when the time is really right, the centipede crawls.
Ham and eggs
They all turn to gray
I may be delayed
Two
Peanuts & Cracker Jack
Harper Valley
K-I-S-S-I-N-G
Flying and purple
Oh, and to answer SiXSwordS, the horse from Jingle Bells is named Bobtail.
(I don’t know why, but I couldn’t quote that post.)
And a couple more:
I just noticed this detail. The horse in Jingle Bells isn’t named at all.
From any number on on-line lyrics web-sites:
That line simply describes something about the horse. Horses that pull carriages, sleighs, or similar typically have their tails cut short, so they won’t get tangled up in the wheels, harnesses, or such.
I didn’t see anyone else answering this yet – it’s Alouette.
You’re Joey, and I’m not angry anymore.
Yes! I’m astonished that someone didn’t get this immediately! My original statement was full of hints, I thought.
Alouette, gentille alouette!
Alouette, je te plumerai.
Lark, lovely lark!
Lark, I shall pluck you!
And now, what about that bow-and-arrow hunter who shot his girlfriend? (Look back for the full statement of the question.) For help, see