Danser med Usenet

fra Usenet n.a.u.:

> > Men så har da jeg heller ikke hørt engler; jeg har sett
> > dem...
>
> På det Kubanske bordellet ?

a) Det finnes ikke bordeller på Cuba, og den som starter et blir
omskolert resten av livet.

b) Englene (det var to stykker) kom inn gjennom veggen - fløt oppunder
taket - snudde og forsvant igjen.

c) Nei, det skjedde ikke under arbeidet med "S. Fladmarks Alternative
Soppbok".

d) Nei, jeg spøker ikke. Jeg har faktisk sett engler.

Danser med snegler

Hvorfor spiser ikke iberiaskogsneglen opp skvallerkålen? Kan noen fortelle meg det?

Snakker med engler

Når jeg snakker til Gud, kalles det 'bønn'.
Når Gud snakker til meg kalles det 'schizofreni'.
Gammelt jungelordtak

U don't dance 2 techno any more

Last train to Mashville, girl, you got onboard
Packed up your medicines, left without a word
Now you're strung out in Suburbia, waiting for that call
You just chill out by yourself behind your front door

You lost the plot again, where you are now ain't clear
It's a misty morning memory, the road that took you here
The Special 'K' keeps the chills away with your needle and your spoon
Staring at the wall, sharin' your score with no one

And you don't dance to techno anymore
I don’t see you under the strobelight on the dancefloor
It’s been a while since I saw your ultraviolet smile
and you don’t dance to techno anymore

Take it way:

Bein' a loverman and a DJ
Lotsa girlz come down to front when I'm on the 1's and 2's
There was this one particular girl though, she was so beautiful, she used to knock mah eyes out every damn time
One night, she took this funny little heart-shaped pill and just died there right in front of me.
Now she don’t dance to techno anymore.

You don’t dance to techno anymore
You don’t dance to techno anymore
You don’t dance to techno,
So sad since you let go
And you don’t dance to techno anymore

The 808 and 303
ain't the friends they used to be
You got no time for sweet 909
You said goodbye to Chicago
And Detroit City, Lord, you let her go
And there ain't no guestslist at the borderline

And you don't dance to techno anymore
I don’t see you under the strobelight on the dancefloor
It’s been a while since I saw your ultraviolet smile
And you don’t dance to techno anymore

You don’t dance to techno anymore
(Lord Above)
You don’t dance to techno anymore
You don’t dance to techno,
Hip-Hop or Electro
You don’t dance to techno anymore
You don’t dance to techno anymore

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Partieier - jeg

( fra usenet - n.a.f. )

> > Problemet er jo at Telenor har aner og kontakter dirkte inn i ledelsen
> > av Arbeiderpartiet som er den eneste motmakta til Høyre og FrPs
> > rumpeslikkende knefall for den fri utfoldelse av betongkapitalisme.
>
> kunne ikke sagt det bedre selv.
>
> takk for superb korrekt og meningsfull uttalelse.
>
> stiller meg til disposisjon som formann for fan-klubben din.

Jeg vurderer å starte eget parti:

"Sturle Fladmarks parti for asfaltering av veiene, reparasjon av kirker og skoler somt nådeløs bekjempelse av vannverksdirktører med syv jaktslott i Namibia."

Tror du det er et godt navn? "Slår" det liksom?