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To: Win Smith who wrote (65118)	1/9/2003 2:51:39 PM
From: epicure	Respond to of 281500

OT :-)

To: Win Smith who wrote (65118)	1/9/2003 3:03:05 PM
From: paul_philp	Respond to of 281500

irony, irony being a dreaded PoMo communist plot Irony: Being lectured on irony by Win. ;-) Now, if I could only figure out why a black fly in my chardonnay is ironic. Paul

To: Win Smith who wrote (65118)	1/9/2003 6:25:14 PM
From: carranza2	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 281500

Oh, give it a rest, Win, the left doesn't have a monopoly on irony. How about this song? Now, the king told the boogie men, you have to let that raga drop. The oil down the desert way has been shaking to the top. The sheik he drove his Cadillac he went a cruisin down the ville. The Muezzin was a standing On the radiator grille. chorus: Shareef don't like it. Rock the Casbah. Rock the Casbah. Shareef don't like it. Rock the Casbah. Rock the Casbah. By order of the prophet We ban that boogie sound. Degenerate the faithful With that crazy Casbah sound. But the Bedouin, they brought out the electric camel drum. The local guitar picker got his guitar picking thumb. As soon as the Shareef had cleared the square, They began to wail. Chorus Now over at the temple Oh, they really pack em in. The in crowd say it's cool To dig this chanting thing. But as the wind changed direction and the temple band took five The crowd got a whiff Of that crazy casbah jive. Chorus The king called up his jet fighters, He said, you better earn your pay. Drop your bombs down between the minarets Down the casbah way. As soon as the Shareef was chauffered out of there, The jet pilots tuned to the cockpit radio blare. As soon as the Shareef was outta their hair The jet pilots wailed. He thinks it's not kosher Fundamentally he can't take it. You know he really hates it.