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Conference thebay::joyoflex

Title:The Joy of Lex
Notice:A Notes File even your grammar could love
Moderator:THEBAY::SYSTEM
Created:Fri Feb 28 1986
Last Modified:Mon Jun 02 1997
Last Successful Update:Fri Jun 06 1997
Number of topics:1192
Total number of notes:42769

738.0. "name that tune, Mr. Spock" by COOKIE::DEVINE (Bob Devine, CXN) Tue Nov 21 1989 01:35

This is from SPY magazine, November 1989. The object is to determine the
correct titles for the following songs given in Spockese.

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This celebratory gathering occurs at my behest and I shall be lachrymose if
it so befits me.

She chooses to purchase a terraced incline directed toward a post-life
paradisiacal region.

I request that you prevent a large, glowing orb consisting of incandescent
gas from committing fellatio upon my person.

The leather coverings now encasing my pedal extremities have been
manufactured for the specific purpose of ambulatory forward motion.

Allow me the honor of portraying for you a miniaturized representation of a
member of the family Ursidae of the order Carnivora.

Adieu, jaundiced vehicular pathway consisting of bricks of baked clay.

You provide illumination for the period of time delimited by my nativity
and the complete cessation of my metabolic functions.

And we will engage in much jubilant activity until such time as the male
parent chooses to repossess her vehicle of motorized transport.

The deity had little or nothing to do with the manufacture of minuscule
viridescent seed-bearing fruits.

Express deep affection towards yours truly in the manner of a hardened
igneous object.

Please remove yourself from the immediate vicinity of my visible collection
of minute water particles, Dr. McCoy.
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738.1I think I got most of them...BLAS03::FORBESBill Forbes - LDP EngrngTue Nov 21 1989 03:5258
    Re: <<< Note 738.0 by COOKIE::DEVINE "Bob Devine, CXN" >>>

This celebratory gathering occurs at my behest and I shall be lachrymose if
it so befits me.

>It's My Party and I'll Cry If I Want To

She chooses to purchase a terraced incline directed toward a post-life
paradisiacal region.

>She's Buying a Stairway to Heaven

I request that you prevent a large, glowing orb consisting of incandescent
gas from committing fellatio upon my person.

>Don't Let the Sun Give Me a Bl*w J*b (?)

>...That can't be right; must be "Don't Let the Sun Go Down."

The leather coverings now encasing my pedal extremities have been
manufactured for the specific purpose of ambulatory forward motion.

>These Boots are Made for Walking

Allow me the honor of portraying for you a miniaturized representation of a
member of the family Ursidae of the order Carnivora.

>Wait 'Till You Meet My Sweety Bear

Adieu, jaundiced vehicular pathway consisting of bricks of baked clay.

>Goodbye, Yellow Brick Road

You provide illumination for the period of time delimited by my nativity
and the complete cessation of my metabolic functions.

>You Light Up My Life

And we will engage in much jubilant activity until such time as the male
parent chooses to repossess her vehicle of motorized transport.

>We'll Have Fun, Fun, Fun 'Till Her Daddy Takes the Jeep Away

The deity had little or nothing to do with the manufacture of minuscule
viridescent seed-bearing fruits.

>God Didn't Make Little Green Apples

Express deep affection towards yours truly in the manner of a hardened
igneous object.

>Love Ya Like a Rock

Please remove yourself from the immediate vicinity of my visible collection
of minute water particles, Dr. McCoy.

>Hey, You! Get Off of My Cloud

738.2AITG::DERAMODon&#039;t stop short of the peak!Tue Nov 21 1989 05:1010
        re .1
        
>>	"Don't Let the Sun Go Down."
        
        ... "on me"
        
        And I always thought it was "climbing a stairway".
        
        Dan
        
738.3What's the Word?SKIVT::ROGERSDamnadorum MultitudoTue Nov 21 1989 14:285
re .1

"'Til Her Daddy Takes the *JEEP* Away"???

Larry_who_owns_a_TBird_that_his_daughter_occasionally_drives
738.4SUBWAY::BOWERSCount Zero InterruptTue Nov 21 1989 20:081
    "Let me be your teddy bear"
738.5SSGBPM::SSGBPM::KENAHUgly, but it worksWed Nov 22 1989 21:3653
1. This celebratory gathering occurs at my behest and I shall be lachrymose if
   it so befits me.

    "It's my party and I'll cry if I want to..."
    
2. She chooses to purchase a terraced incline directed toward a post-life
   paradisiacal region.

    "Cause she's buying a Stairway to Heaven"
    
3. I request that you prevent a large, glowing orb consisting of incandescent
   gas from committing fellatio upon my person.

    	NO idea...
    
4. The leather coverings now encasing my pedal extremities have been
   manufactured for the specific purpose of ambulatory forward motion.

    "These shoes were made for walkin..."
    
5. Allow me the honor of portraying for you a miniaturized representation of a
   member of the family Ursidae of the order Carnivora.

    
6. Adieu, jaundiced vehicular pathway consisting of bricks of baked clay.

    "Goodbye, Yellow Brick Road"
    
7. You provide illumination for the period of time delimited by my nativity
   and the complete cessation of my metabolic functions.

    "You Light Up My Life"
    
8. And we will engage in much jubilant activity until such time as the male
   parent chooses to repossess her vehicle of motorized transport.

    "Cause we'll have fun, fun, fun 'til her daddy takes the T-Bird away"  
    
9. The deity had little or nothing to do with the manufacture of minuscule
   viridescent seed-bearing fruits.

    "God Don't Make Little Green Apples"
    
10.Express deep affection towards yours truly in the manner of a hardened
   igneous object.

    "Love Me like a Rock"
    
11.Please remove yourself from the immediate vicinity of my visible collection
   of minute water particles, Dr. McCoy.

    "Get offa my cloud"
738.6KERNEL::NDAYThu Nov 23 1989 10:428
              
    
  3.  i request that you prevent a large,glowing orb consisting of 
      incandescent gas from committing fellatio upon my person.
    
      "i wont let the sun go down on me"
    
              
738.7SSGBPM::SSGBPM::KENAHUgly, but it worksThu Nov 23 1989 18:473
    Correction on 4:  "These *boots* were made for walkin..."
    
    					andrew
738.8Elton John'sPSYLO::WILSONSeasons GreedingsTue Dec 05 1989 16:484
    RE: .0
    
    The third one on the list is "Don't Let the Sun Go Down on Me," by
    Elton John.
738.9A Belated Vulcan ChristmasSHALOT::ANDERSONGive me a U, give me a T...Mon Jan 15 1990 18:4598
                <<< RAYBOK::DUA0:[NOTES$LIBRARY]HUMOR.NOTE;1 >>>
                                   -< humor >-
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Note 77.3                       Merry Christmas??                        3 of 19
16682::BIRMINGHAM "Don't <:-{ , be :-) "             91 lines   7-DEC-1989 20:48
                       -< The night before Christmas... >-
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          The Night Before Christmas                                            
                                                                                
T'was the nocturnal segment of the diurnal period preceding                     
the annual yuletide celebration, and throughout  our place of                   
residence, kinetic activity was not in evidence among the                       
possessors of this potential, including that species of domestic                
rodent known as Mus Musculus.  Hosiery was meticulously                         
suspended from the forward edge of the woodburning caloric                      
apparatus, pursuant to our anticipatory pleasure regarding an                   
imminent visitation from an eccentric philanthropist among whose                
folkloric appellations is the honorific St. Nicholas.                           
                                                                                
The prepubescent siblings, comfortably ensconced in their                       
respective accomodations of repose, were experiencing                           
subconcious visual hallucinations of variegated fruit confections               
moving rhythmically through their cerebrums.  My conjugal partner               
and I, attired in our nocturnal head coverings, were about to take              
slumbrous advantage of the hibernal darkness when upon the                      
avenaceous exterior portion of the grounds there ascended such a                
cacaphony of dissonance that I felt compelled to arise with alacrity            
from my place of repose for the purpose of ascertaining the                     
precise source thereof.                                                         
                                                                                
Hastening to the casement, I forthwith opened the barriers                      
sealing this fenestration, noting thereupon that the lunar brilliance           
without, reflected as it was on the surface of a recent                         
crystalline precipitation, might be said to rival that of the solar             
meridian itself--thus permitting my incredulous optical sensory organs          
to behold a miniature airbourne runnered conveyance drawn by eight              
diminutive specimens of the genus Rangifer, piloted by a                        
minuscule, aged chauffeur so ebullient and nimble that it became                
instantly apparent to me that he was indeed our anticipated caller.             
With his ungulate motive power traveling at what may possibly                   
have been more vertiginous velocity that patriotic alar predacates,             
he vociferated loudly, expelled breath musically through contracted             
labia, and addressed each of the octet by his or her respective                 
cognomen--"now Dasher, now Dancer..." et al.--guiding them                      
to the uppermost exterior level of our abode, through which                     
structure I could readily distinguish the concatenations of each of             
the 32 cloven pedal extremities.                                                
                                                                                
As I retracted my cranium from its erstwhile location, and was                  
performing a 180 degree pivot, our distinguished visitant                       
achieved--with utmost celerity and via a downward leap--entry by                
way of the smoke passage.  He was clad entirely in animal pelts                 
soiled by the ebon residue from oxidations of carboniferous fuels               
which had accumulated on the walls thereof.  His resemblance to a               
street vendor I attributed largely to the plethora of assorted                  
playthings which he bore dorsally in a commodious cloth                         
receptacle.                                                                     
                                                                                
His orbs were scintillant with reflected luminosity, while his                  
submaxillary dermal indentations gave every evidence of engaging                
amiability.  The capillaries of his malar regions and nasal                     
appurtenance were engorged with blood which suffused the sub-                   
cutaneous layers, the former approximating the coloration of                    
albion's floral emblem, the latter that of the Prunus Avium, or                 
sweet cherry.  His amusing sub and supralabials resembled nothing               
so much as a common loop knot, and their ambient hirsute facial                 
adonment appeared like small, tabular and columnar crystals of                  
frozen water.                                                                   
                                                                                
Clenched firmly between his incisors was a smokingpiece whose                   
grey fumes, forming a tenuous ellipse about his occiput, were                   
suggestive of a decorative seasonal circlet of holly.  His visage was           
wider than it was high, and when he waxed audibly mirthful, his                 
corpulent abdominal region undulated in the manner of                           
impectinated fruit syrup in a hemispherical container.  He was, in              
short, neither more nor less than an obese, jocund, multi-                      
genarian gnome, the optical perception of whom rendered me                      
visibly frolicsome despite every effort to refrain from so being. By            
rapidly lowering and then elevating one eyelid and rotating his                 
head slightly to one side, he indicated that trepidation on my part was         
groundless.                                                                     
                                                                                
Without utterance and with dispatch, he commenced filling the                   
aforementioned previously dorsally transported cloth receptacle.                
Upon completion of this task, he executed an abrupt about-face,                 
placed a single manual digit in lateral juxtaposition to his olfactory          
organ, inclined his cranium forward in a gesture of leave-taking,               
and forthwith effected his egress by renegotiating (in reverse) the             
smoke passage.  He then propelled himself in a short vector onto his            
conveyance, directed a musical expulsion of air through his                     
contracted oral sphincter to the antlered quadrupeds of burden,                 
and proceeded to soar aloft in a movement hitherto observable                   
chiefly among the seed bearing portions of a common weed. But I                 
overheard his vehiculation beyond the limits of visibility: "ecstatic           
yuletide to the planetary constituency, and to the selfsame                     
assemblage, my sincerest wishes for a salubrious beneficial and                 
gratifying pleasurable period between sunset and dawn."