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[lolmac]

Kin we has roast goose?
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Episode:   Serpent’s Song, Season 2           Screen Capture from:  sj_everyday

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[macsme.livejournal.com]

Yummee! Juicy snake!

[lolmac]

Tastes like chicken?

[thothmes.livejournal.com]

Are you familiar with the work of [Michael] Flanders & [Donald] Swann? If you aren't, then go here immediately to get some, because you will love it!

Anyway, when I saw this post, two things popped immediately into my fron:

1.

Michael Flanders in a gruff low voice saying with glee "Roast leg of insurance salesman!... A chorus of yums went 'round the table." followed by Donald Swann, in his plummy English accent as the son of the chief assistant to the assistant chief of the cannibal tribe in Flanders & Swann's The Reluctant Cannibal singing:

I won't eat people!
I don't eat people!
Eating people is wrong!

For Stargate: The Musical, Jack can take the Flanders role, and Daniel can be Swann.

2.

Uhhh.... Jaaaaack?!!! Ummmm... well, I've had mastage before, and you really don't want to do that! Remember what they smell like? Well the taste is... ummmm... remarkably similar. I know it isn't really a complete and balanced meal, but it is only an overnight mission, and Teal'c brought those giant marshmallows, and Sam has the graham crackers. You know I always bring chocolate. We can make S'mores of Unusual Size and each have a power bar, and you won't need to kill anything. Just put the gun down, Jack, and nobody gets disgusted!


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Edited because my fingers, conventional thinkers that they are, don't like to type fron when they could slip right into from and not have their cherished assumptions challenged!

used to be a regular anthropophagi

[lolmac]

I was more or less raised on Swann & Flanders (as well as Allan Sherman and Tom Lehrer) and can sing or recite large amounts of their canon from memory.

I'm sure this comes as a complete surprise to you.

Oh, my darling armadillo, let me tell you of my love;
Listen to my armadillo roundelay . . .

Why dost not Thou - May I call you Dost Not Thou?...

[thothmes.livejournal.com]

I just knew you were a person of taste and discernment, from a good family!

I was introduced to Flanders & Swann by my aunt, who as she entered her 30's and was beginning to realize that unlike her older sister (my mom) a husband and family were not in the cards for her. She bought an album because she could really relate to the Warthog, and when she outgrew that particular form of self-pity, she passed it on to me, and I've been a fan and an addict ever since.

We sing many of the songs as a family on long car trips, mystifying but delighting any uninitiated guests who might be along for the ride.

the door's not shut on my genius but I just don't have the time

[lolmac]

The Ostrich song and the Bradipus both go over splendidly with kids, I find. Especially if you have the kids join you in yelling 'Boom' when the bomb goes off.

Mud, mud, glorious mud, nothing quite like it for cooling the blood!

[thothmes.livejournal.com]

My kids really liked The Hippopotamus Song, and my son was truly captivated by The Rhinoceros song, and would ask for it over and over, in part because all kids are fascinated by things that puzzle them, and "the bodger on the bunce" was such a opaque line. Always plenty to think about there, and we didn't translate for him, but allowed him the fun of growing into understanding it. Also, he delighted in his father (the bass-baritone) singing the very low notes of the final chorus, while I piped in with a plummy "Thank you my dear chap!" at the very end. Beloved Husband is a virtuoso whistler, so the Bradipus was a frequent flyer too. The Gnu, In the Bath, and A Transport of Delight were singalong favorites, and the kids often asked my husband to sing Sounding Brass solo, because they couldn't get those words out quite fast enough to keep up.

And we all still quote "Well, then, I better 'elp you clear the snow off it then!" at random moments.

The one that drove me nuts was the kids' constant request that my husband sing the Tom Lehrer song about the hunter that bagged the purebred Guernsey cow. That song is such a hideously powerful and dangerous earworm! He'd sing it once, and my brain would be circling that drain for three weeks.

Still, their chem teacher was amazed and amused when they could sing all the elements of the periodic table, so overall his work was a positive influence.