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Ginger - May 09, 2006 4:19:08 am PDT #6184 of 10002
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

In the wonderful world of WTF, Atlanta suburbs division:

Student suspended for singing 'threatening' song

A Gwinnett County high school student has been suspended after a teacher accused her of singing a threatening song in class.

Beth Ann Cox, 16, admits singing the song, which is a morbid spoof of "On top of Ol' Smokey," but she denies any wrongdoing.

The lyrics that alarmed the teacher were: "On Top of Ol' Smokey, all covered with blood, I shot my poor teacher with a .44 slug."

The junior at Peachtree Ridge High School said she learned the song in grade school and sang it to another student in her German class. The teacher apparently overheard the ditty, felt threatened and reported the girl to school administrators.

That was one of the songs we sang on the bus on grade school field trips. "99 Bottles of Beer on the Wall" is more threatening.


aurelia - May 09, 2006 4:22:44 am PDT #6185 of 10002
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.

I was informed that I did the right thing in calling and the woman was fine. Maybe this will serve as a reminder that they have neighbors who can hear them. I was wearing my newest jammies.


§ ita § - May 09, 2006 4:25:34 am PDT #6186 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

"99 Bottles of Beer on the Wall" is more threatening.

I don't remember blood or weapons in it. I might have been doing my childhood wrong.

I was wearing my newest jammies.

Then you were just fine...you didn't happen to get any digits, did you?


aurelia - May 09, 2006 4:26:58 am PDT #6187 of 10002
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.

No digits, but they know where I live.


Jesse - May 09, 2006 4:27:21 am PDT #6188 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Good for you for calling, aurelia. But ugh.

A different sort of ugh for msbelle.

Jesse, was there no breeze? THe breeze would drive me nuts.

No breeze. That might have been a clue before I actually got anywhere, but no.

Job interview today. I'm trying to figure out when and what to eat, since it's from 1-5, and it will take me an hour to get there. Do I eat lunch before I leave? Do I eat lunch close to the place and risk getting food on myself? Either way, I'm afraid I'm going to be dying of starvation by the end.


§ ita § - May 09, 2006 4:28:20 am PDT #6189 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Can you take/buy food to eat on the way there?


DavidS - May 09, 2006 4:32:52 am PDT #6190 of 10002
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

Student suspended for singing 'threatening' song

That's weird. I was just teaching Emmett a similar such schoolyard song the other day and realized it could count as theatening in the post-Columbine environment and that he shouldn't sing it at school.


Jesse - May 09, 2006 4:36:54 am PDT #6191 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Can you take/buy food to eat on the way there?

Yeah, I think that might be the best call. I wish I had a wetwipe. I'll just put a damn paper towel in a plastic bag and hope for the best.

Edit: HA! I meant to say a "damp" paper towel.


Lee - May 09, 2006 4:37:49 am PDT #6192 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Good for you for calling, aurelia. But ugh.

What Jesse said, Aurelia. I'm glad the woman is okay, and that you were wearing your newest jammies.

Good luck on your interview, Jesse. I would eat something before you leave, and then have a protein bar (or a candy bar) with you that you can eat either right before you get there, or quickly during the afternoon.


Ginger - May 09, 2006 4:39:07 am PDT #6193 of 10002
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

I don't remember blood or weapons in it. I might have been doing my childhood wrong.

More threatening in the sense of likely to incite violence by the people who aren't singing "99 Bottles of Beer on the Wall."