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Just arrived home from a mini-vacation. It's amazing what you can fit in three days. It was just me, my sister and my mom. I come from a family of seven kids, and we've never really had any kind of sibling rivalry. But at one point, my sister asked my mom, "Which one is your favourite?"

"Whichever one I am with," my mom replied.
 
While wandering into Target today, I noticed all the Father's Day ads and displays, and I realized it's been 29 years since I had to think about buying a Father's Day gift and card for my dad. Makes me suddenly miss him a lot.
I'm sorry. This will be my 10th without my dad and our 19th without my husband's father. 🫂
 
Too late, the Audubon Society and PETA are on their way with picket signs.
Aargh. Now you've put Tom Lehrer's "Poisoning Pigeons in the Park" in my brain.

"We've gained notoriety and caused much anxiety in the Audobon Society with our games
The call it impiety and lack of propriety and quite a variety of unpleasant names
But it's not against any religion
To want to dispose of a pigeon"
 
Then there's In Old Mexico:

(Rover was killed by a Pontiac, and it was done with such grace and artistry that the witnesses awarded the driver both ears and the tail --- But I digress.)

Your knowledge of Tom Lehr songs is impressive. How do you feel about PDQ Bach?
 
Aargh. Now you've put Tom Lehrer's "Poisoning Pigeons in the Park" in my brain.

"We've gained notoriety and caused much anxiety in the Audobon Society with our games
The call it impiety and lack of propriety and quite a variety of unpleasant names
But it's not against any religion
To want to dispose of a pigeon"

So ... if Sunday you're free,
Why don't you come with me
and we'll poison a pigeon in the park?
And maybe we'll do
in a squirrel or two,
just to poison a pigeon in the park!

We'll murder them all amid laughter and merriment --
except for the few we take home to experiment!
My pulse will be quickenin'
with each drop of strychnine
we feed to a pigeon
(it just takes a smidgeon!)
to poison a pigeon in the park!

:-D

Then there's In Old Mexico:

(Rover was killed by a Pontiac, and it was done with such grace and artistry that the witnesses awarded the driver both ears and the tail --- But I digress.)

Your knowledge of Tom Lehr songs is impressive. How do you feel about PDQ Bach?

I always loved his rhyming of "Manolete" with "hundred-and-eighte" (sic). ;)

My favourite for rhyming, though, has got to be When You are Old and Gray. So ... many ... rhymes ... for the word "debility". :D

But my favourite untold story is how Fight Fiercely, Harvard! somehow became the marching song for the Harvard football team. (Plus, I love the faux-upper-class accent he does for that song).

And who can forget these hilariously so-bad-they're-good rhymes:

When you attend a funeral,
It is sad to think that suneral---
later those you love will do the same for you...

And you may have thought it tragic,
not to mention other adjec-
tives to think of all the weeping they will do.


(And yes, I have all of Tom's CDs ... and the box set ... and some rare unreleased songs, and interviews ... and the sheet music. Why do you ask?) :)
 
Aargh. Now you've put Tom Lehrer's "Poisoning Pigeons in the Park" in my brain.

"We've gained notoriety and caused much anxiety in the Audobon Society with our games
The call it impiety and lack of propriety and quite a variety of unpleasant names
But it's not against any religion
To want to dispose of a pigeon"

I have a very funny story about that particular song. And while I love it, I cannot hear it ever again after this certain event.

Back in 1998, when meeting women online was much safer than it is today, I was splitting a trailer with a friend's brother and his buddy. They were both recently ex-Navy. They were in town drinking, and I had picked up a young lady that I had chatted with a few times who lived across town. We were back at my place, and figuring my roomies wouldn't be back until closing time, the two of us were horizontal on the couch, helping each other undress, when suddenly both roommates, three sheets to the wind, burst through the door, arm in arm, singing that song.

Not knowing I had dessert (to put it one way), the two of them, after the second round, thought it would be best to have me join them and be the DD. Besides, what a great way to bond with their new roomy than a Saturday night drinking, eh? They felt so bad for ruining my evening that they each bought me a six-pack the next day.
 
Ah, yes. Because nothing screams "romantic" like singing about laying down poison for lovely, innocent, plague-spreading sky rats. ;)

Seriously, I'm sorry that happened to you, Aaron. :( But still ... :eek: :ROFLMAO:
 
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