Hi. My name is Harvey. I run Bad Example. Susie of Practical Penumbra told me that it's traditional for new MuNuvians to make a post here.
First, I just want to thank Pixy for having me, and I really enjoy having a spiffy new blog with working features and short load times.
Second, I have a confession to make... I hate blogging
I never really wanted to a blogger in the first place...
I wanted to be...
A LUMBERJACK!
(piano vamp)
Leaping from tree to tree! As they float down the mighty rivers of
British Columbia! With my best girl by my side!
The Larch!
The Pine!
The Giant Redwood tree!
The Sequoia!
The Little Whopping Rule Tree!
We'd sing! Sing! Sing!
Oh, I'm a lumberjack, and I'm okay,
I sleep all night and I work all day.
CHORUS: He's a lumberjack, and he's okay,
He sleeps all night and he works all day.
I cut down trees, I eat my lunch,
I go to the lava-try.
On Wednesdays I go shoppin'
And have buttered scones for tea.
Mounties: He cuts down trees, he eats his lunch,
He goes to the lava-try.
On Wednesdays 'e goes shoppin'
And has buttered scones for tea.
CHORUS
I cut down trees, I skip and jump,
I like to press wild flowers.
I put on women's clothing,
And hang around in bars.
Mounties: He cuts down trees, he skips and jumps,
He likes to press wild flowers.
He puts on women's clothing
And hangs around.... In bars???????
CHORUS
I chop down trees, I wear high heels,
Suspendies and a bra.
I wish I'd been a girlie
Just like my dear papa.
Mounties: He cuts down trees, he wears high heels
Suspendies?? and a .... a Bra????
(spoken, raggedly) What's this? Wants to be a *girlie*? Oh, My!
And I thought you were so rugged! Poofter!
CHORUS
All: He's a lumberjack, and he's okaaaaaaayyy..... (BONG)
Sound Cue: The Liberty Bell March, by John Phillip Sousa.
-or-
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Dear Sir,
I wish to complain on the strongest possible terms about the previous
entry in this file about the lumberjack who wears womens' clothes. Some of
my best friends are lumberjacks, and only a FEW of them are transvestites.
Yours faithfully,
Brigadier Sir Charles Arthur Strong, Mrs.
P.S. I have never kissed the editor of the Radio Times.
I wear high heels,
Suspendies and a bra.
I wish I'd been a girlie
I, for one, am not surprised.
Posted by Victor at May 13, 2004 02:50 PMOops! forgot!
Oh, Harvey! And I thought you were soooo butch!!!
Jusr for the record... we don't didn't let Harvey hang out in our bar dressed like that... he was at Blenders with the rest of the freakshow.
Posted by Madfish Willie at May 13, 2004 04:13 PMAnd I'm going to need those suspendies back before the next comment party, please.
Posted by LeeAnn at May 13, 2004 04:49 PMHooray! or should that be "Avast!" (or something equally sailor-y)
Posted by Debbye at May 13, 2004 05:10 PMExtended Entry is not Harvey's friend.
Preview is not my friend.
Posted by Madfish Willie at May 13, 2004 06:04 PMI say again - strictly a comfort thing.
And if I really were a girly, I'd spend all my time jumping rope naked in front of a mirror.
Debbye - I think the traditional greeting is "YAY!", but I'll settle for "YARRRR!" in light of my nautical background.
Posted by Harvey at May 13, 2004 11:54 PMHate to always be the damp rag, but what the heck are the extended entries for but to keep my poor little paws from hurtin' so bad for havin' to scroll so much to get past this post.
Posted by Kang A. Roo at May 14, 2004 03:11 AM