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11. Posted by Isadora (Travel Guru 13926 posts) 8y

Quoting Whistler 2

Being a new member I don't know Pardus, but many happy returns of the day and may you enjoy it to the fullest.
Birthday Joke:

And God said, "Let there be Light."

And the candles on your birthday cake were lit!!

Phil (Pardus) is one of TP's regulars. Well, he used to be more regular but that's a different story altogether...

The Phil we know and love. (He's second from the right in case you get confused.)

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Isadora, the young priest at our parish used to sing that song (I was a teenager at the time) he played a mean guitar too. I've found the lyrics to it on the net, but Father D. I remember singing:
"With her head tucked underneath her arm
She walks the bloody tower
With her head tucked underneath her arm
At the midnight hour

Then something about
"King Henry he had nothing to do
Sing rickety-tickety tin
And there was I think mention of Anne Boleyn, it was she who walked with her head under her arm you see.

Know where I can get a copy of this?

Sorry, but I'm the one who's now a bit confused... (No worries, it happens a lot.)

Is this the song you are talking about:

"Anne Boleyn" video
"Anne Boleyn" lyrics

[ Edit: Edited on Jul 17, 2008, at 10:21 AM by Isadora ]

12. Posted by Wonkerer (Respected Member 592 posts) 8y

Phil - I hope you are having a fabulous Birthday!!!!!

13. Posted by beerman (Respected Member 1631 posts) 8y

..........and in a horribly not really quite so blinding flash of emerald green light, acompanied by 300 singing yaks from the Bernese Yak Choir headquartered in Switzerlandia (somewhere due north of Italy), arrives Beerman, clad in his traditional bright green speedo, knee-high green Riverdance boots and a smart yet neutral chestwig...........

Haallooooooo, Mr. Philadelphia, it is I, Beerman, here to make Happy at you on this, your Most Happy of Happy Days....TA DAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!

So, now what you are wanting to do? Beerman is game for anything. Squash? Motorsports? Making double entendre comments at womens in bars while purchasing them alcopops? Walking down street as Minister of Silly Walks? Bong and a blintz? New hairdo and manicure? Leg wax? Dental hygiene lessons? Steadicam construction made easy? Nothing? Everything? OK, you are ask for it then......

...and the yak choir lines up dressed smartly in little green and blue vests and red fez's with the little tassle thingies........

HIT IT BOYS!!!!!! (and big thanks you's to Mr. Tom Lehrer)

About a maid I'll sing a song,
Sing rickety-tickety-tin,
About a maid I'll sing a song
Who didnt have her family long.
Not only did she do them wrong,
She did everyone of them in, them in,
She did everyone of them in.

One morning in a fit of pique,
Sing rickety-tickety-tin,
One morning in a fit of pique,
She drowned her father in the creek.
The water tasted bad for a week,
And we had to make do with gin, with gin,
We had to make do with gin.

Her mother she could never stand,
Sing rickety-tickety-tin,
Her mother she cold never stand,
And so a cyanide soup she planned.
The mother died with a spoon in her hand,
And her face in a hideous grin, a grin,
Her face in a hideous grin.

She set her sisters hair on fire,
Sing rickety-tickety-tin,
She set her sisters hair on fire,
And as the smoke and flame rose higher,
Danced around the funeral pyre,
Playin a violin, -olin,
Playin a violin.

She weighted her brother down with stones,
Rickety-tickety-tin,
She weighted her brother down with stones,
And sent him off to davy jones.
All they ever found were some bones,
And occasional pieces of skin, of skin,
Occasional pieces of skin.

One day when she had nothing to do,
Sing rickety-tickety-tin,
One day when she had nothing to do,
She cut her baby brother in two,
And served him up as an Irish stew,
And invited the neighbors in, -bors in,
Invited the neighbors in.

And when at last the police came by,
Sing rickety-tickety-tin,
And when at last the police came by,
Her little pranks she did not deny,
To do so she would have had to lie,
And lying, she knew, was a sin, a sin,
Lying, she knew, was a sin.

My tragic tale, I wont prolong,
Rickety-tickety-tin,
My tragic tale I wont prolong,
And if you do not enjoy the song,
Youve yourselves to blame if its too long,
You should never have let me begin, begin,
You should never have let me begin.

Is WONDERFUL, NO??? Who has ever seen yak choir do ballads AND dance together like Astair and Rogers times 150???????? Oh, Beerman is make all teary-eyed just thinking about. But YOU, MR. HAPPY, will always be able to treasure video of moment with very own copy of "Beerman sings with Bernese Yak Choir 2008"....is what you were making dream of, yes?

........and in another mild flash of green, this time accompanied not only by the pitter-patter of 1200 little yak hooves, but also by the ever-softening strains of "We Will All Go Together When We Go", leaves Beerman, content in the fact that Pardus-person has new calling in life......Yak Choir Director.............

14. Posted by Araluen (Respected Member 346 posts) 8y

Quoting Isadora

Phil (Pardus) is one of TP's regulars. Well, he used to be more regular but that's a different story altogether...

The Phil we know and love. (He's second from the right in case you get confused.)

Is this the song you are talking about:

"Anne Boleyn" video
"Anne Boleyn" lyrics

Yes, thanks Isadora, that's exactly what what was sung.

Good photo of Pardus. Here's another Slâinte Mhaith and for computers

15. Posted by Isadora (Travel Guru 13926 posts) 8y

Quoting Whistler 2

Yes, thanks Isadora, that's exactly what what was sung.

Good photo of Pardus. Here's another Slâinte Mhaith and for computers

Phew!!!! I guess I did understand after all!! I remember hearing the song sung by the Kingston Trio (many, many years ago) so it rang bell, just wasn't sure it was the right bell.

Oh, and I see you have met Phil!!!

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Philly - stop ignoring your birthday thread!! (You can ignore your birthday but you know you can't ignore me. Well, not easily. Don't make me throw the bones...) ;)

16. Posted by Pardus (Respected Member 2356 posts) 8y

Quoting Isadora

Philly - stop ignoring your birthday thread!! (You can ignore your birthday but you know you can't ignore me. Well, not easily. Don't make me throw the bones...) ;)

NO NOT THE BONES!!! I don't want to walk around in circles because one foot has been attached the wrong way again!!!

Thank you all for the wishes, it's much appreciated. I don't know what to say so I just proceed to make disgusting coughing noises....

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