And this would be taking place in which bar, exactly?
For my contribution, I will rip “Ukelele Lady” to MP3 and email it to everyone I know.
I will have the “Ukulele Ike” tattoo removed from my left buttock. 
Ike, I love ya, big guy. But I can’t show you how much with Mr Bear lurking about…
Only kidding, my love. Honest. I’ve never even met him IRL.
Oh, oh. I’m in trouble now… :eek:
Seriously, Ike, I have always enjoyed your posts, they make me think occasionally, they make me laugh a lot at times, and you have a great sense of humor, to put up with all of us.
I vow to surreptitiously (sp?) write a “UI” on the corner of each of my final exams this week.
As a super-duper special treat, I vow to somehow incorporate Ukelele Ike into my Film Criticism final. (Cliff Edwards or the Doper, you ask? I’ll never tell!)
Jo3sh wrote:
Well, the bars I frequent are gay bars, so that’s where I’d guess (not that Ike is gay, but no doubt he is a devastatingly handsome man, I’m sure).
Why do you ask? Were you planning on watching? Running away? Or being that man?
Esprix
A poem in his honor
The turn of a phrase
His words are gold
He is music to my soul
At once light and compelling
Ok so I wrote it for someone else. But I should be able to get more than one use out of it !! I paraphrased !
I’m feeling all warm… and tingly…
OK Uke, but no tongue.
You know Cliff - you get quite a strong response for a dead cricket.
Silo will tattoo Ukelele Ikes’ full name on his penis, in 14 pt. Jester font.
TechChick will then Bobbittize him, and use it for shark bait.
Upon being caught, the Great White will be donated to the Smithsonian Natural History museum, in Ikes’ name.
I guess I’ll have to take the wimp way out and say that I’m just not sure. Running away seems out. Perhaps if you bought me enough drinks (Boy, won’t the Missus be surprised!)…
But then, I’m not all that stunningly handsome, so I guess I’ll probably be the guy walking in the street as you and whatever guy you end up with walk toward the car.
I will cause the “What YOU can do for Ukulele Ike” thread to begin a second page. This, in turn, will captivate the said thread virgins to join in this wonderful sense of giving and deserved appreciation of Ike, the forever growing popular Ukelele.
I will name my first piping tune after him: “Lament for Ukelele Ike,” or maybe “the Ukelele Ike Reel” (either one likely appropriate for play towards the end of a NYC SDMB meeting, from what you tell us of them.)
I already “did” for Ukulele Ike.
Thanks to me, he’s famous. Well, famous in my book club. They all know his name. Hey Uke, which publisher do you work for? Inquiring bookworms wanna know.
If you would rather not advertise, write to me at canthearya@excite.com
Uke, you rooooooooock!
Careful what you wish for… And if I do pick you up in a bar, remember, you have to say your name is Ike. Otherwise, the whole thing would be for naught.
Esprix
ok, i’ll petition for a new butcher to open up around the block from the fella.
Hell, I guess I could ship him some genuine Toledo bratwurst and kielbasa. Of course, I’m gonna want some NYC pastrami in exchange.
Tonight I shall solemnly quaff a beer in Ukelele Ike’s name. Following which, I shall utter the name “Ike” as I belch.
[Homer Simpson Voice] Genuine Toledo bratwurst and kielbasa…[/Homer Simpson Voice]
Just let me fan away DAVE’s belches before I light the grill, okay? I don’t want to be responsible for a raging firestorm.
{sniffle} You guys are too nice…