Blossom, my obtruncatedly-challenged friend, Blossom.
Like Blossom, I am always correct. And I have simply ravishing hair.
And don’t think that didn’t come up in our discussions, oh stringed one.
Ukulele Ike is yesterday’s man.
Come on, the ukulele went out with Rudy Vallee.
Okay, Tiny Tim brought it back for 15 minutes, but the less said about that, the better.
Ike, if you want to be taken seriously, you’ve got to change your name to Stratoblaster.
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Slip- Hoping he won’t get banned for being overly familiar with a new moderator.
With a name like Ukelele Ike, you’d BETTER be able to sing “When You Wish Upon a Star.”
Bet you can’t, bet you can’t, bet you can’t… 
What!? They made Ukelele Ike a moderator??? WTF? And here I was under the impression that the SDMB had standards. Geez…
:shaking head:
What is this message board coming to?
Oh, and congrats to Ike!
So, is this Ukelele Ike’s official Opressive Regime Designation? It’s not for myself I ask, but for newbies-to-be who will no doubt one day need to know this vital information. Won’t somebody please think of the newbies?
Yes, please. When complaining about my overbearing personality or ham-handed blustering, please refer to left-wing murderous (or murdered) dictators, rather than to Hitler, Mussolini, Nixon, or Franco.
Thank you! Come again!
I’ve been walking funny ever since I went to Dublin, which was slightly before that. 
Oh, and I almost forgot to welcome Pol Pot to the Mod Squad.
Welcome aboard, Ike! Here’s a beer for ya. Nah, don’t wait for the Staff Mug to arrive to put it in. Drink it from the can. Yes, lotsa people do that. No, it’s not “barbaric”, silly.
It has come to my attention that one Mr. Ukulele Ike, of the Park Slope Ikes, is, despite his frequent and strident protestations to the contrary, and to the horror of the drunks, pornographers, and circus-folk with whom is he is seen nightly to consort, a Spaniard.
Imagine, gentle reader, my horror.
No no no. You Mom was right; too-frequent reading of comic books has fractured your attention span.
I am actually a Spaniel.
That feeb in the vests who goes to the NYC chapter meetings is actually my pet human. He likes to show up to drink whiskey and scope out the Doperettes and take credit for my witty and erudite bons mots here on the board.
And typing all these posts is really hell on my paws, so throw me a bone, willya?