Ooh aah, just stop it
We all know that any song that gets stuck in one’s head, no matter how annoying, can be banished with a quick verse of “Walk Like an Egyptian”.
Unfortunately, this also gets annoying after a day or two and it has to be removed by singing Gina G’s classic “Ooh Ahh just a little bit”, but then I’m stuck with that, so I work my way through “Hips don’t lie”, “Uptown Girl”, and Euphoria’s “Love you right” before things get desperate and the only option is to resort to the one song that banishes all other annoying songs, the ever reliable “He was a sk8er boi”.
Now how do I get this stupid sk8er song out of my head? EVEN THE “SPELLING” IS DRIVING ME NUTS.
My current plan is to try a medley of “long Run” by Redgum, “4ever” by The Veronicas and New Order’s “Shellshock”, in the hope that this mystifying combination of styles will confuse my own head for just long enough for me to get to the door/a radio/a large bottle of gin and a straw.
Will this work? Is there a better way?
I will not be impressed if anyone suggests that I try anything by the Hooley Dooleys because THAT’S WHAT I WAS TRYING TO GET RID OF IN THE FIRST PLACE.
Unfortunately, this also gets annoying after a day or two and it has to be removed by singing Gina G’s classic “Ooh Ahh just a little bit”, but then I’m stuck with that, so I work my way through “Hips don’t lie”, “Uptown Girl”, and Euphoria’s “Love you right” before things get desperate and the only option is to resort to the one song that banishes all other annoying songs, the ever reliable “He was a sk8er boi”.
Now how do I get this stupid sk8er song out of my head? EVEN THE “SPELLING” IS DRIVING ME NUTS.
My current plan is to try a medley of “long Run” by Redgum, “4ever” by The Veronicas and New Order’s “Shellshock”, in the hope that this mystifying combination of styles will confuse my own head for just long enough for me to get to the door/a radio/a large bottle of gin and a straw.
Will this work? Is there a better way?
I will not be impressed if anyone suggests that I try anything by the Hooley Dooleys because THAT’S WHAT I WAS TRYING TO GET RID OF IN THE FIRST PLACE.
posted by I'm not Craig at 7:13 AM
12 Comments:
do you not want any songs in there at all?
what about replacing them with something else entirely? like...
i don't know. i sat here for a full two minutes staring out the window trying to think of something.
i have nothing.
Hahaha, it's true. She doesn't.
<ducks>
[creeps up behind bevis]
[gooses while he ducks]
Yee-ouch!
Hey, that actually felt quite good ...
[Note: I was going to say something about crying 'foul', but after your "gooses while he ducks" comment, I thought there were far too many birdlife puns as it was!]
<Crows from the rooftop>
<Swans about>
<Flocks off>
Dear Bevis & MG
Damn you two are hilarious. I think it's pretty clear that the comments on this blog are now way funnier than the actual posts. As Ben Lee would say, that's the way I like it.
I'm not just parroting some party line here. That's my view and I'm not going to budgie from it.
i'm not craig, bevis and i have a bit of a vaudevillian history. we've been doing this sort of thing online for, oh more than a year now.
but don't let your head be terned by bad puns. it's a pretty low form of humour.
[goes to buy petrel]
Now, I find myself faced with the following dilemma: I can act like a right galah by attempting to claw my way up from the bottom, or I can take the high road in an attempt to soar above this whole sordid business.
In contemplating my response to the above comments, I asked soccer star Pelé what he'd do, and he advised me to "keep on punning". And hey; if Pelé can, then I certainly can. I think emu exactly what I was saying.
At the very least, I'm gonna try to wing it. I figure that with an avatar featuring Robin the Frog, I already have a head-start on this topic. I hope to be beak you at your own game, MG.
You may be the queen of knitting tips, but I'm the master chef in the kitchen! I can show you how to cook a burrah that'll leave you howling. And if you think meat pies are easy enough to make, there are a few in Women's Day that'll leave you speechless. Those mag pies are the best.
I don't mean to egg you on, but if I don't nest in here and bill myself highly, you won't swallow a word of it (because you're too chicken).
Ha! That should make you feel like a complete dodo! This was just a fledgling of an idea, too. I thought I'd see gullwing doors opening in my honour for writing this, but apparently not. I've been treated like a hawker, but I just dove right in there and did it.
(The more eagle-eyed amongst you should be able to spot 23 puns in what I've said. This comment is the feather in my cap.)
No one should be surprised that it took less than two weeks for this blog to attract a whole gaggle of bad puns. You know what they say, birds of a feather, etc
And MG, don't worry about puns being a low form of humour. We accept all forms of comedy here at Life is a Highway, as we are very eagle-etarian.
Just to clarify that last comment, eagle-etarian was another bird related pun. I was not saying that we only eat eagles or something.
Hmmm... perhaps I should have gone with egullitarian?
i'm glad to hear you have a balanced diet, and not just eagles. too much protein and too little fibre would leave your backside a little soar.
You're both just repeating puns I made earlier!
(Granted, I kinda took the lot at once. But that was the point: To trump youse all.)
Anyway, all's fair in love and punning. As you were.
xx
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