spatula@unicorn.dorm.umd.edu (Spatch) The Bacon Sandwiches have put it all together, collectively, and come up with the following timeless tune which they hope will spread peace, joy and kindness throughout the land, or at least make a few bucks in the process. After 5 long minutes of careful practicing, they are now ready to take handbells in hand and go carolling through the newsgroups, or perhaps they won't because then SantaMoose[tm] will be knocking at their door. Anyhow, here is their peaceful message of love and joy for you all for this holiday season. (to the tune of "Silver Bells") Snausages, Snausages, It's party time for the doggies. Hear them woof, Woof, woof, woof, Soon it will be on your lawn. Happy Holidays, everybody. And drink your Quik. OK, I'll give it a shot: I'm dreaming of a Bacon Sandwich, Just like the one I used to know, Where the bacon gristle, In the pan it sizzles, And put on bread as white as snow. I'm dreaming of a Bacon Sandwich, Just like the one I used to know, Where squirrels nibble, On Bits 'n Kibble, Left by capybaras named 'Joe'. I'm dreaming of a Bacon Sandwich, Just like the one I used to know, Where Spatch is pissin', At jars he's missin', And getting urine on his toes. I'm dreaming of a Bacon Sandwich, Just like the one I used to know, And Laura's joy, A pound of soy, Make's tofu 'for here or to go'. I'm dreaming of a Bacon Sandwich, Just like the one I used to know, With Jesper Nilsson, The Anti-Jason, Hates anagrams and tells me so. - spatch, hey, it was no "jingle cats", but... - -- tv's Spatch, MD PhD PMS XYZ PDQ - Will make culinary references for food This Green Card .sig is here to piss off Canter and Siegel. Here's where he's been: Madrid Here's where I've been: Boiler Room -vehement "I'd write more, but I have to get back to work..." sack of toys
Jesper Nilsson // dat92jni@ludat.lth.se or jesper@df.lth.se