Re: Trolling in Sugarland
- You're having fun :). The image of Audrey Hepburn and Rex Harrison in Sugarland makes me smile.
--- In firstname.lastname@example.org, "elfuncle" <elfuncle@...> wrote:
> "The Chickens Come Home to Roost," said Malcolm X. He was talking about
> White America in December 1963, but the same thing is true today about
> Sugarland. Their karma is now bringing them hybrids of Adorable Darlings
> and Sugar Cherubs -- let's call them Adorable Cherubs.
> I know I'm getting a lot of credit for this, but I assure you, it's
> really nothing -- like professor Henry Higgins: put it in "You Did It"
> from My Fair Lady (Higgins being me and Pickering being Frank; I'm
> replacing Mrs. Pearce with Dottie, Professor with Troll-King, Servants
> with Lurkers and Footman with Spam Man):
> Frank: Tonight, old man, you did it! You did it! You did it! You said
> that you would do it, And indeed you did. I thought that you would rue
> it; I doubted you'd do it. But now I must admit it That succeed you did.
> You should get a medal Or be even made a knight.
> Tarjei: It was nothing. Really nothing.
> Frank: All alone you hurdled Ev'ry obstacle in sight.
> Tarjei: Now, wait! Now, wait! Give credit where it's due, A lot of the
> glory goes to you.
> Frank: But you're the one who did it, Who did it, who did it! As sturdy
> as Gibraltar, Not a second did you falter. There's no doubt about it,
> You did it! I must have aged a year tonight. At times I thought I'd die
> of fright. Never was there a momentary lull
> Tarjei: Shortly after we came in I saw at once we'd easily win; And
> after that I found it deadly dull.
> Frank: You should have heard the ooh's and ah's; Ev'ry one wondering who
> he was.
> Tarjei: You'd think they'd never seen a critic before.
> Frank: And when the Prince of Sugar Cherubs Asked to meet him, And wrote
> a piece to ask him for some more...! I said to him: You did it! You did
> it! You did it! They thought he was ecstatic And so damned aristocratic,
> And they never knew That you Did it!
> Tarjei: Thank Heavens for Peter Staudenmaier. If it weren't for him I
> would have died of boredom. He was there, all right. And up to his old
> Dottie: Staudenmaier? That dreadful Sugar Cherub? Was he there?
> Tarjei: Yes. That blackguard who uses the science of speech More to
> blackmail and swindle than teach; He made it the devilish business of
> his "To find out who this "Johan Bruyninckx" is." Ev'ry time we looked
> around There he was, that hairy hound From Budapest. Never leaving us
> alone, Never have I ever known A ruder pest Fin'lly I decided it was
> foolish Not to let him have his chance with him. So I stepped aside and
> let him chat with him. Oozing charm with hard-clenched fists He oiled
> his way around the list. Ev'ry trick that he could play, He used to
> strip his mask away. And when at last the chat was done, He glowed as if
> he knew he'd won! And with a voice to eager, And a smile too broad, He
> announced to the moderator: That he was a fraud!
> Dottie: No!
> Tarjei: Jawohl! His English is too good, he said, Which clearly
> indicates that he is foreign. Whereas others are instructed in their
> native language English people aren't. And although he may have studied
> with an expert Di'lectician and grammarian, I can tell that he was born
> Hungarian! Not only Hungarian, but of royal blood, he is a prince and a
> Lurkers: Congratulations, Troll-King Tarjei:, For your glorious victory!
> Congratulations, Troll-King Tarjei:! You'll be mentioned in history!
> Rest of Lurkers (Simultaneously): Congratulations, Troll-King Tarjei:!
> For your glorious Victory! Congratulations, Troll-King Tarjei:! Sing
> hail and hallelujah! Ev'ry bit of credit For it all belongs to you!
> Spam Man (Simultaneously with Rest of Servants): This evening, sir, you
> did it! You did it! You did it! You said that you would do it And indeed
> you did. This evening, sir, you did it! You did it! You did it! We know
> that we have said it, But-you did it and the credit For it all belongs
> to you!