Friday, October 31, 2008

I was havin' me a burger, in a little greasy spoon cafe...



Love 'em or hate 'em, a little part of Canadiana is gone today....

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6 Comments:

At 1:35 PM, Blogger Pale said...

Oh man.
I still lurve some Maclean and Maclean.
I do think my faves are too filthy to quote.

Ah well.
Put it into yout mouth Mrs Murphy.....It only weighs a quarter of a pound.....

 
At 2:04 PM, Blogger Ron said...

Even traditional greasy spoon restaurants are getting rare these days (and that is also sad). But I think I'll find one and eat a big, greasy, fried onion laden burger with stale oil deep fries and a side bowl of tomato soup in memory.

 
At 2:07 PM, Blogger Mike said...

Pale,

I first heard "The Rodeo Song" while driving to CJ81 in Banff with my Scout Troop. We were outside of Calgary, right around Stampede time and on the Radio, the song was pretty much one long "beep" with a few words put in for good measure....

Ah, memories.

Ron,

Sounds like a plan. I do hope your experience work's our better than Blair's in the song.

;)

 
At 10:45 AM, Anonymous kevvyd said...

Ron,
I presume the pube will be a side order.

;)

 
At 9:36 AM, Anonymous Flash said...

I remember raiding my dad's record collection to listen to "Bitter Reality". Ah, such tender memories...

 
At 10:54 AM, Blogger jj said...

Just off the top of my head...

"Doggies.
I like to lick my balls from morning to night
I just can't leave 'em alone
If I'm not sniffin' shit, or scratchin' myself
I'm lookin' to bury my bone
I like to piss on trees and eat my fleas
It don't bother me if you watch
I like to shit in the yard, you better be on guard
I'll bury my nose in your crotch
I just can't change my canine ways
I'll be a dirty dog til my dyin' day..."


and the two last lines I can't remember.

RIP Blair, and thanks.

 

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