billboynotedgobshite
billy boy, noted gobshite
billboynotedgobshite

Smooth no matter how you say it!

Well sure, that's the literal translation of "Hakuna Matata" in Swahili. Disney's translators are notoriously squeamish and cowardly.

Thank you for the mental image of you twirling your trunkbutt around like a cane while singing "Hakuna Matata".

I forgot about that South Park bit. Poor Brooke Shields, unable to master the intricacies of Canadian etiquette.

I sued Disney over 101 Dalmatians, which was based on my own poignant life story. True, I have never actually owned or seen a dalmatian in real life, but I met an old man who said he thought he'd seen one, once, away in the distance. In was a foggy night, though, and he admitted that, in retrospect, it may have been

Apt! I like both songs, but only Stompin' Tom had the poetic chops to rhyme "stinko" with "Inco".

It is the world's excuse for being ugly.

I always found the language in that one to be overly florid in some of the songs, even by Cohen's standards. That said, "The Gypsy Wife", "The Traitor", "Came So Far For Beauty" and "The Ballad of the Absent Mare" are all favorites of mine.

I'd go with Songs of Leonard Cohen, though I'm not a fan of "So Long, Marianne" or "Winter Lady". New Skin is second, probably.

Closing Time is awful?? The production's not great, but it has a hell of a lyric and melody. Jazz Police is comedy, though admittedly I don't listen to it much (I do like the line, "guys like me are mad for turtle meat!").

He included that part of the story when I saw him live in 1993 or 1994 during The Future tour. It went something like:

The problem with OPEN's letter is that we don't really have enough information. Maybe this is a problem with all letters, though, and in giving advice on complex issues based on a couple of paragraphs of information.

It's catchier than using British units of measurement, e.g.:

Every Frank Miller comic? *ducks tomatoes and chairs being thrown at him*

You're right about the version of 500 Miles from Inside Llewyn Davis, but in other variants of the song (e.g. Mike Seeger's "900 Miles"), every verse repeats the lines, "If this train runs right / I'll see my woman tomorrow night / I'm 900 miles from my home / And I hate to hear that lonesome whistle blow".

Maybe someone will start a Make A Wish foundation for adults:

Well they can make all the movies they like, but I don't think there will ever be good conditions for the Gaels in Amerikay. For one thing, the snows in winter are so cold that, without the pigs to sleep in the corner of your little house and provide beneficial heat, you'll surely die most Gaelically of the cold.

Sometimes you drink that fucking black Darjeeling; sometimes, it drinks you.

Unfortunately, the actor who played Mr. Wu could not be reached at his residence in San Francisco.

I can't see the posts sometimes, but as a person of great faith I believe they're there. If I click on my profile I can see they're there, though it raises the old koan about if a comment is posted in a giant thread and nobody can see it, wouldn't you really be better off chucking it in and becoming some sort of