Itsy Bitsy Teenie Weenie Yellow Polka-dot Bikini

[T. R. Oglodyte Moderator Find all posts View Profile Close T. R. Oglodyte]

Oh I have a sick sense of humor.
This thread just made a logical progession from a tiny bikini to clutching sensitvie upper parts of the anatomy.

When I see an itsy-bitsy teenie-weenie yellow polka-dot bikini, I often want to clutch some sensitive upper anatomy.

And with that I believe the thread has come full circle.

[Beaglemom3 Senior Member Find all posts View Profile Close Beaglemom3]

Oh I have a sick sense of humor.
This thread just made a logical progession from a tiny bikini to clutching sensitvie upper parts of the anatomy.

It's all inter-connected. My point (if I have one) is that the mere sighting of the name "Hendrdix" salvaged a ragged day.

Of course, I was speaking of my ears........
Boys, pullleeeazzze............... Let's get back to the music. Men are sooooo easy to derail.

[T. R. Oglodyte Moderator Find all posts View Profile Close T. R. Oglodyte]

It's all inter-connected.

Of course, I was speaking of my ears........
Boys, pullleeeazzze............... Let's get back to the music. Men are sooooo easy to derail.

But doesn't that make it so much easier to manipulate us?? Hmmmmm????

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But it's not true that we only think about sex. Sometimes we think about food. And occasionally we think food and sex.

Oh yeah. Sometimes we think about hunting too. But then that leads to hunting for food and sex, and I'm not sure that this thread should head that direction.

So right now I'm going to go back to thinking about women in itsy-bitsy teenie-weenie yellow polka dot bikinis.

[wackymother Senior Member Find all posts View Profile Close wackymother]

But it's not true that we only think about sex. Sometimes we think about food. And occasionally we think food and sex.

Oh yeah. Sometimes we think about hunting too. But then that leads to hunting for food and sex, and I'm not sure that this thread should head that direction.

So right now I'm going to go back to thinking about women in itsy-bitsy teenie-weenie yellow polka dot bikinis.

Well, when you put it that way, thinking about the women in the itsy-bitsy teeny-weeny yellow polka dot bikinis seems positively wholesome.

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T U B E S - L Y R I C S

What Do You Want From Life

What do you want from life
To kidnap an heiress
or threaten her with a knife
What do you want from life
To get cable TV
and watch it every night

There you sit
a lump in your chair
Where do you sleep
and what do you wear
when you're sleeping

What do you want from life
An Indian guru
to show you the inner light
What do you want from life
a meaningless love affair
with a girl that you met tonight

How can you tell when you're doin' alright
Does your bank account swell
While you're dreaming at night
How do know when you're really in love
Do violins play when you're touching the one
That you're loving

What do you want from life
Someone to love
and somebody that you can trust
What do you want from life
To try and be happy
while you do the nasty things you must

Well, you can't have that, but if you're an American citizen you are entitled to:
a heated kidney shaped pool,
a microwave oven--don't watch the food cook,
a Dyna-Gym--I'll personally demonstrate it in the privacy of your own home,
a king-size Titanic unsinkable Molly Brown waterbed with polybendum,
a foolproof plan and an airtight alibi,
real simulated Indian jewelry,
a Gucci shoetree,
a year's supply of antibiotics,
a personally autographed picture of Randy Mantooth
and Bob Dylan's new unlisted phone number,
a beautifully restored 3rd Reich swizzle stick,
Rosemary's baby,
a dream date in kneepads with Paul Williams,
a new Matador, a new mastodon,
a Maverick, a Mustang, a Montego,
a Merc Montclair, a Mark IV, a meteor,
a Mercedes, an MG, or a Malibu,
a Mort Moriarty, a Maserati, a Mac truck,
a Mazda, a new Monza, or a moped,
a Winnebago--Hell, a herd of Winnebago's we're giving 'em away,
or how about a McCulloch chainsaw,
a Las Vegas wedding,
a Mexican divorce,
a solid gold Kama Sutra coffee pot,
or a baby's arm holding an apple?

[Sandcrab Senior Member Find all posts View Profile Close Sandcrab]

"Yummy, yummy, yummy, I've got love in my tummy"...or am I pregnant?

[T. R. Oglodyte Moderator Find all posts View Profile Close T. R. Oglodyte]

"Yummy, yummy, yummy, I've got love in my tummy"...or am I pregnant?

I don't know. Does your baby do the hanky-panky?

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Mirrors on the ceiling.... the pink champagne on ice...

In 8th grade, we analyzed the lyrics of one of my favorite Eagles songs...

Hotel California

On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway;
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself,
’this could be heaven or this could be hell’
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say...

Welcome to the hotel california
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the hotel california
Any time of year, you can find it here

Her mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget

So I called up the captain,
’please bring me my wine’
He said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’
And still those voices are calling from far away,
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say...

Welcome to the hotel california
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
They livin’ it up at the hotel california
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis

Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
And she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’
And in the master’s chambers,
They gathered for the feast
The stab it with their steely knives,
But they just can’t kill the beast

Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
’relax,’ said the night man,
We are programmed to receive.
You can checkout any time you like,
But you can never leave!

[Glitter Brunello Super Moderator Find all posts View Profile Close Glitter Brunello]

ooh, Boca, another one of my favorites.. we used to sing it walking to school, when I was around the same age...

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On the first part of the journey
I was looking at all the life
There were plants and birds and rocks and things
There was sand and hills and rings
The first thing I met was a fly with a buzz
And the sky with no clouds
The heat was hot and the ground was dry
But the air was full of sound

I've been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain
La, la ...

After two days in the desert sun
My skin began to turn red
After three days in the desert fun
I was looking at a river bed
And the story it told of a river that flowed
Made me sad to think it was dead

You see I've been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain
La, la ...

After nine days I let the horse run free
'Cause the desert had turned to sea
There were plants and birds and rocks and things
there was sand and hills and rings
The ocean is a desert with it's life underground
And a perfect disguise above
Under the cities lies a heart made of ground
But the humans will give no love

You see I've been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain
La, la ...

[Sandcrab Senior Member Find all posts View Profile Close Sandcrab]

And did you know Elton John's "Daniel" ("I can see Daniel waving good-bye") is NOT about Daniel dying in a plane crash???? Which is totally what I always thought it was about until I read an article about it just recently. This summarizes what it's supposed to be about:

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The lyrics were written by Bernie Taupin, Elton's writing partner. When Elton wrote the music for it, he chopped off the last verse because he thought the song was already too long. This completely changed the meaning of the song, as the deleted verse explained that "Daniel" was a Vietnam Vet who returned home after the war, lost his eyesight, and decided to leave America and go to Spain. With the last verse chopped off, it became a fairly vague story of 2 brothers who part ways.

Here's what I meantersay Pip: I just thought this was a gay lovesong.

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wackymommy,

As long as we're clearing things up: What I meantersay Pip doesn't come from me originally but from the words of little Charley Dickens and the novel "Great Expectations"

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wackymommy,

What I meantersay Pip doesn't come from me originally but from the words of little Charley Dickens and the novel "Great Expectations"

I knew that!!

[Sandcrab Senior Member Find all posts View Profile Close Sandcrab]

Well then, you must be a high school graduate and from Minnesota.

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Glitter,

Are you related to Gary and is he still in jail in Thailand...I think???