(the "J")
(the "F")
Yes, the sideburns were unveiled at Sociology Karaoke Night. Where the inverted J and F, incidentally, made this newcomer look extra-hip on stage:
So much so, in fact, as to induce swooning and seizures among some in the audience:
[photo removed at the behest of the seizing swooner in question]
Is there anything more to say about Tuesday night's karaoke? Our tradition of taking fieldnotes during karaoke night was continued with particular panache:
But whether any synopsis of these will make it into the blog of our official online chronicler, the redoubtably divine Carey-oke herself, remains to be seen.
18 comments:
Now *that* is a jacket. I gotta go get me one of those.
I keep trying to start USC Sociology Karaeoke but nobody's up for it, even though I live literally right behind the (according to L.A. Magazine a few years back) "Best Kareoke Bar in Los Angeles".
Of course, the one time I went there I learned the hard way that the version of "Folsom Prison Blues" that my band used to do was different from the version on the kareoke machine. Damn key change, tempo change, and different number of measures.
Its too bad you can't see my shoes in that picture.
They were almost as fabulous as the jacket.
So fabulous that Jeremy stole one right off my foot while wishing aloud that he was either female or gay so that he too could wear such incredible footwear.
Verily did'st I take a penis pill
to provide'th Wifey with her thrill
But Woe! before she had'eth her fill
my DNA did'st too early spill
her voice became'th harsh and shrill
pay'est thou the doctor's bill!?
his potion thine erection it doth kill
thou are 'art but a paying shill
he 'hath slammed thy gonads in his till
Lo! I tread'eth lightly on the marriage mill
-LDM
the sideburns are a bit scary. is this an awe-struck grad student paying homage? any other examples of such hero-worship of Wisc faculty?
Hero-worship runs deep here at Wisconsin; the facial coif in question actually belongs to an undergrad.
If you are looking for the right word to describe the coat in the last photo, that word is cabellicious.
This just in: Frat Rat Croaks From Excessive Water Consumption (yeah right): one of the pledges at the ol' Chi Tau house at Cal State has bit the dust, rather sank into oblivion, after drinking water from a 5 gallon jug and doing 'exercises': that's the key word here, exercises: I suspect the Pledge was being initiated into the secret Enema Cult Gang (ECG), a notorious movement in the Frat culture which most Administrators are reluctant to acknowledge let alone deal with. Mark that acronym well, it will spew its ugly head again, and don't shake your damn head over this. We all know the sexual perversions that go on in Frat houses, just ask the garbage men about all the mysterious small animals found in dumpsters behind frat houses and the unique circumstances surrounding the demise of the little critters, i.e. enlarged rectums. Some say the ECG is a take-off of Skull and Bones, a watery version if you will. You heard it second here, folks.
The Massabi Ranger.
Verily such words would offend'eth my ear
t'would even bring'eth a most watery tear
had not once in yon woods quite near
did I spy a Sigma Chi with a young deer
humping away whil'st he swill'eth his beer
his brothers present giving a raucous cheer
-LDM
Lonely Donut Man is starting to get creepy. I may have to call the bouncers.
Starting?
I meant, starting to get overly creepy.
T'was grog that ushered forth that verse
woe! maligning, couplets almost did curse
naught have'th I for thee to reimburse
-tis sad to hold'eth an empty purse-
I accept'eth thy rebuke to grow'eth terse
should'st my words become'th worse -
LDM
is JFW in danger of becoming LDMW?
It's time to banish the lonely donut man to another blog. Any suggestions?
I am willing to send that horrid lecher a manual on self-castration. Either Mr. Freese harshly disciplines him or I may be forced to read another blog. I thought we were rid of him, but apparently not.
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LDM = JF = Francine
and which one may have died in a heat wave?
come on LDM out yourself!
the friendly I.C.O. (Indifferently Contemptous One)
Seek'eth ye not who I truly am
be I Repub or be I Dem
masculine or maybe a 'fem
what matter be I a Laura or a Lem?
in thy craw my name stick'eth like phlegm
behold'eth from blackened coal the gem!!
my verse with name thou shalt never hem
verily shall I fade'th only in thy REM
The Muse come'th here, heralding LDM!!
- LDM
Seek'eth ye not who I truly am
be I Repub or be I Dem
masculine or maybe a 'fem
what matter be I a Laura or a Lem?
in thy craw my name stick'eth like phlegm
behold'eth from blackened coal the gem!!
my verse with name thou shalt never hem
verily shall I fade'th only in thy REM
The Muse come'th here, heralding LDM!!
- LDM
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