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Subject: In Picksburgh, Call 9-1-1 at Your Peril
Written By: LyricBoy on 02/28/10 at 6:51 pm
http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20100228/ap_on_re_us/us_snow911_death
Subject: Re: In Picksburgh, Call 9-1-1 at Your Peril
Written By: danootaandme on 02/28/10 at 6:56 pm
Just wrong, wrong, wrong >:(
Subject: Re: In Picksburgh, Call 9-1-1 at Your Peril
Written By: MaxwellSmart on 02/28/10 at 7:59 pm
Neither snow nor rain nor gloom of night shall stay these couriers from swift completion of their appointed rounds...
We had higher standards for mailmen in the old days. "Wrong, wrong, wrong," is my assessment too. I think the city's negligence is legally actionable.
>:(
Subject: Re: In Picksburgh, Call 9-1-1 at Your Peril
Written By: JamieMcBain on 02/28/10 at 8:05 pm
That's just so wrong, in oh so many ways.......
Subject: Re: In Picksburgh, Call 9-1-1 at Your Peril
Written By: Foo Bar on 03/02/10 at 10:42 pm
http://www.mije.org/files/u426/911_joke.jpg
Life imitates art...
Get up, get, get, get - get down...
Subject: Re: In Picksburgh, Call 9-1-1 at Your Peril
Written By: MaxwellSmart on 03/02/10 at 11:36 pm
http://www.mije.org/files/u426/911_joke.jpg
Life imitates art...
Get up, get, get, get - get down...
"Yeeeeahhh boyyyyzzzz"
I have a friend who used to go around like that in high school. Skinny white boy with a lisp. I was like, "This just ain't you, Dave, here lemme show you something, you like the Hell Raiser movies, right?"
"Yeah!"
"Well, these guys wrote music for them, but Clive Barker thought it was too scary..."
So I got him interested in Coil, and from Coil he went to Throbbing Gristle, and to Skinny Puppy, and then Test Dept. and Einsturzende Neubauten, and from there, the possiblities for "Deftly D" were endless. He became a self-styled Industrial/experimental artist. Weaned him off of hip-hop, but he kept just enough of it to spin it into his work. His first show at Boston's late punk club "The Rat" featured Deftly banging on a metal garden cart and screaming while some dudes played synths behind him. I thought, "Well, it's a start..." He's still on the Lowell-Boston axis to this day and also does a radio program on WZBC.
Anyway...not to go on a Proustian tangent, but that's what the Chuck D clock always reminds me of!
:)