Bistro Bijou

[Remec]

Filking a song is rewriting the lyrics like we were just doing up there.

Like one example I heard a lot in the medieval recreation group I used to hang with. It was like a year-round renaissance festival, people who like to fight with 12th century weapons, and they changed "Amazing Grace" to "A Grazing Mace."

That sort of thing.

*singing*
"One ton of armour...he wore one ton of armour...
One ton of armourrrrrr....."

 

[unpredictablebijou]

oh right someone put up a thread for that but no-one answered it

Did you know Celine Dion sings "The hotdogs go on"?

I listen to Celine Dion only when forced into a setup much like the torture chair in A Clockwork Orange. So I'll have to take your word for it.

*singing*
"One ton of armour...he wore one ton of armour...
One ton of armourrrrrr....."

I see you've met them, then. *eyebrow*

I had friends among the SCA but was never more than peripherally involved. I just like to watch big hairy boys beat on each other; that was pretty much the extent of my interest.

bj

 

[champagne1982]

When a bomb hits your truck
and it blows it to fuck
That's a mortar.

When a round hits the ground
and the shit flies around
you're in deep...

 

[unpredictablebijou]

When a bomb hits your truck
and it blows it to fuck
That's a mortar.

When a round hits the ground
and the shit flies around
you're in deep...

When you're deep in the sea
and an eel bites your knee
that's a moray

When you've come to great harm
and you've just lost an arm
that's a moray.

 

[Homburg]

I
I had friends among the SCA but was never more than peripherally involved. I just like to watch big hairy boys beat on each other; that was pretty much the extent of my interest.

bj

*raises hand*

I was one of the aforementioned hairy blokes what enjoyed hitting people with heavy pieces of furniture whilest wearing armour.

Good times...

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Like a virgin touched for the thirty first time .........

 

[loststar]

Like a virgin touched for the thirty first time .........

your getting the hang of it

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Eeee-wheee!
It's me; I'm a tree, I'm a wombat.
Oh, so cold at the end of your winter
Wuthering ... wuthering .......

She's going to kill me for this ..........

 

[unpredictablebijou]

*raises hand*

I was one of the aforementioned hairy blokes what enjoyed hitting people with heavy pieces of furniture whilest wearing armour.

Good times...

Now, how could I have predicted that?
I must be psychic or something.

Like a virgin touched for the thirty first time .........

*LAUGHING!*
good one.

you're getting the hang of it

Hi shiny! FYP.

Nice ass.

bj

 

[loststar]

thank you thank you
yours looks pretty good too

 

[unpredictablebijou]

Eeee-wheee!
It's me; I'm a tree, I'm a wombat.
Oh, so cold at the end of your winter
Wuthering ... wuthering .......

She's going to kill me for this ..........

AAACK. A Kate Bush filk.

You know I'd crawl on broken glass to drink that woman's bathwater.

Okay, but it's funny. So all is forgiven.

bj

 

[loststar]

bj you sing magnificently, and not just in the bistro, you had said you wanted to know, well the songs do it, and do it well

 

[UnderYourSpell]

I didn't like to say in your other thread and spoil the ambience but ...... drunken ladies cavorting in the woods ermmm does this ever happen on midsummers day? Because if so there's a lot of unnatural goings on at Stonehenge round about that time .. I know I've been there

 

[unpredictablebijou]

I didn't like to say in your other thread and spoil the ambience but ...... drunken ladies cavorting in the woods ermmm does this ever happen on midsummers day? Because if so there's a lot of unnatural goings on at Stonehenge round about that time .. I know I've been there

Well, there are more Western versions of Dakinis, of course. The texts that talk about the actual Dakinis are from really old Hindu sources, so it's a bit different.

But Dakinis are all around us. One way of thinking about it is that all women are potential Dakinis (and all men potential Dakas) and the only difference is that Dakinis are acting out of pure consciousness, while the rest of us are just muddling through, mostly.

I've always thought you had Dakini potential. I have a gorgeous book on the subject but a friend has borrowed it at the moment, or I'd be quoting some of the descriptions of these women. They would sound quite familiar. Soon as she gives it back I'll put some quotes in there.

And really, that thread is open for chat and stuff, if you want to go in and respond, talk, write your own song, whatever.

bj

eta:

bj you sing magnificently, and not just in the bistro, you had said you wanted to know, well the songs do it, and do it well

golly, thanks. Feel free to make your own songs too.

I've been tapdancing in here too, late at night when no one is around.
Well, almost no one.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

I've got a poem somewhere on here about me being a changeling child so who knows ... I have always felt 'different' anyway

 

[unpredictablebijou]

I've got a poem somewhere on here about me being a changeling child so who knows ... I have always felt 'different' anyway

I'd have to feel you myself to verify that, but I bet you're right.

*feels*

Yup. You're different.

bj

 

[UnderYourSpell]

*feels back* mmmmm you're pretty different to

 

[loststar]

thats going in the story

 

[bluebell]

Bluebellllllllll *shocked* now I will never look at that pic the same way again

Hehe.
Me either! You've damaged me, woman!

That is one kinky scarecrow.
Think he'll do a little song and dance to "If I Only Had some Lube"?

Dunno. Depends on how well he takes his, er, entrance into the Accidental Anal Club.

AAACK. A Kate Bush filk.

You know I'd crawl on broken glass to drink that woman's bathwater.

Well, it takes talent to incorporate the words "slooshy-sloshy, slooshy-sloshy" into a song and actually have it pertain to washing.
I won't tell you what words I was forming for the song Breathing. I would never live to see the light of day.

I didn't like to say in your other thread and spoil the ambience but ...... drunken ladies cavorting in the woods ermmm does this ever happen on midsummers day? Because if so there's a lot of unnatural goings on at Stonehenge round about that time .. I know I've been there

Okay, so you've done it again, Annie. Really. I thought this said something about drunken enemas at Stonehenge.
So, if we're going to decode this craziness, the only conclusions that I can come to are:
1. For some reason almost everything you say makes me think of bottoms (a truly perplexing phenomenon for both of us, no doubt).
2. I was overly influenced by the chocolate I was eating at the time I read the post and therefore was so giddy that I would have read anything into it other than what it was, and for some reason I just focused on the bottoms. Ooh, maybe I associated it like this.
Chocolate = Happiness = Fun-loving puppies with waggly tails = Wiggly bottoms = I read "ermmm" and mistake it for something else, at which point all logic goes out the window and it's a down and out dirty feeding frenzy in my sugar-saturated brain. I are freak!

 

[unpredictablebijou]

*feels back* mmmmm you're pretty different too

Well I do have the standard Bits. But they function rather oddly.

Hey, whose hand is that? And what's it... um, doing?

bj

 

[loststar]

hmmmmmm, i'll be over here in the corner, watching, and taking notes

 

[unpredictablebijou]

hmmmmmm, i'll be over here in the corner, watching, and taking notes

That's not what I heard.

 

[sassynyc]

Was yours animated? It's a shame I can't show the animated version on here

yep. a bunch of little music notes going at it like jack rabbits.
adorably funny.

 

[sassynyc]

Well I do have the standard Bits. But they function rather oddly.

Hey, whose hand is that? And what's it... um, doing?

bj

pssst....UYS, crank up the bass on the stereo. i've heard aout its effects on a certain someone.

 

[unpredictablebijou]

pssst....UYS, crank up the bass on the stereo. i've heard aout its effects on a certain someone.

Remind me again why I keep confessing all my deepest vulnerabilities to you people.

*hears this, gets all distracted*

oh yeah. I remember.

bj