somehow i cant help but point at deus’s thing and laugh..  ..and then think about the exorcist.

“jesus is fucking you!! jesus is fucking you!!“

right on.

When I was a lad I served a term
As office boy to an Attorney’s firm.
I cleaned the windows and I swept the floor,
And I polished up the handle of the big front door.

He polished up the handle of the big front door.

I polished up that handle so carefully
That now I am the Ruler of the Queen’s Navee!

He polished up that handle so carefully,
That now he is the ruler of the Queen’s Navee.

As office boy I made such a mark
That they gave me the post of a junior clerk.
I served the writs with a smile so bland,
And I copied all the letters in a big round hand

He copied all the letters in a big round hand.

I copied all the letters in a hand so free,
That now I am the Ruler of the Queen’s Navee!

He copied all the letters in a hand so free,
That now he is the Ruler of the Queen’s Navee!

In serving writs I made such a name
That an articled clerk I soon became;
I wore clean collars and a brand-new suit
For the pass examination at the Institute,

For the pass examination at the Institute.

And that pass examination did so well for me,
That now I am the Ruler of the Queen’s Navee!

That pass examination did so well for he,
That now he is the Ruler of the Queen’s Navee!

Of legal knowledge I acquired such a grip
That they took me into the partnership.
And that junior partnership, I ween,
Was the only ship that I ever had seen.

Was the only ship that he ever had seen.

But that kind of ship so suited me,
That now I am the Ruler of the Queen’s Navee!

But that kind of ship so suited he,
That now he is the ruler of the Queen’s Navee!

I grew so rich that I was sent
By a pocket borough into Parliament.
I always voted at my party’s call,
And I never thought of thinking for myself at all.

He never thought of thinking for himself at all.

I thought so little, they rewarded me
By making me the Ruler of the Queen’s Navee!

He thought so little, they rewarded he
By making him the Ruler of the Queen’s Navee!

Now landsmen all, whoever you may be,
If you want to rise to the top of the tree,
If your soul isn’t fettered to an office stool,
Be careful to be guided by this golden rule

Be careful to be guided by this golden rule.

Stick close to your desks and never go to sea,
And you all may be rulers of the Queen’s Navee!

Stick close to your desks and never go to sea,
And you all may be rulers of the Queen’s Navee!

Damn…Bush certainly LOOKS like Alfred E. Newman at least…

Sort of a catchy tune…..but I can’t dance to it.

Sort of a catchy tune…..but I can’t dance to it.

It’s one of Gilbert and Sullivan’s patter songs (the most famous of which is the Major-General song), so it doesn’t really have a rhythm you can dance to. However, it is a very humourous song to listen to (and it’s fun to sing, despite my horrible voice), and it’s a good satire on government positions that require no qualifications other than looking the part and having connections (Hello, Mr. Bush!).

You might recognize the tune from various cartoons, including a wonderful parody from Pinky and the Brain entitled “A Meticulous Analysis Of History”.

Well, that’s enough of my Aspergian rant. What’s this about Bush, I hear? He did something foolish? So what else is new?

It just occurred to me that Mayo was probably referring to Brock’s song. It figures, no one cares for Gilbert and Sullivan in this day and age. People should be forced to watch more cartoons. Watching the right ones will give you a good appreciation for the finer things in life.

Once again, I’ve derailed the discussion. Crud…I’ll shut up now. What time is it?