Friday, August 18, 2006

This might be weak (with a capital "we"), but it accurately reflects what we are saying...

With (many) apologies to Aretha Franklin (a true great)
Click here for the song
Teh Crazy (Respect)

(oo) What we want
(oo) Baby, you got it
(oo) What we need
(oo) Do you know you got it?
(oo) All we’re askin'
(oo) Is for a little crazee when you come home (just a little bit)
Hey baby (just a little bit) when you get home
(just a little bit) Doctor (just a little bit)

I ain't gonna do you wrong while you're gone
Ain't gonna do you wrong (oo) 'cause I don't wanna (oo)
All I'm askin' (oo)
Is for a little crazee when you come home (just a little bit)
Baby (just a little bit) when you get home (just a little bit)
Yeah (just a little bit)

We’re about to call off all the stalkas
And put away the WTF Vodka
Unless you give us your crazee
When you get home (just a, just a, just a, just a)
Yeah baby (just a, just a, just a, just a)
When you get home (just a little bit)
Yeah (just a little bit)

------ instrumental break ------

Ooo, your Frisches (oo)
Nuttier than fruitcake (oo)
And guess what? (oo)
Our traffic's at stake (oo)
All we want you to do (oo) for us
Is give it to us when you get home (nuts,nuts,nuts,nuts)
Yeah baby (nuts,nuts,nuts,nuts)
Whip it to me (crazee, just a little bit)
When you get home, now (just a little bit)

T-E-H-C-R-A-Z-Y
Find out what it means to me
T-E-H-C-R-A-Z-Y
Take care, TCB

Oh (sock it to me, sock it to me,
sock it to me, sock it to me)
A little crazee (sock it to me, sock it to me,
sock it to me, sock it to me)
Whoa, babe (just a little bit)
A little crazee (just a little bit)
We get tired (just a little bit)
Keep on tryin' (just a little bit)
You're runnin' out of foolin' (just a little bit)
And I ain't lyin' (just a little bit)
(cray, cray, cray, cray) 'zee
When you come home (cray, cray, cray, cray)
Or you might walk in (crazee, just a little bit)
And find out we’re gone (just a little bit)
We got to have (just a little bit)
A little crazee (just a little bit)


I apologize

25 Comments:

At 12:48 PM, Blogger Sulla said...

LOL!

B-A-T-S-H-I-T

That is what she brings for free

B-A-T-S-H-I-T

cuz we won't send her money

 
At 1:11 PM, Blogger joeschmo1of3 said...

Yes!

We really are moving teh funny® ahead of teh crazy®.

At this rate, the dance number will have to be bumped up too.

Her Frischiness better get the show on the road. Reposting Service poems and trolling with implied suicidal death threats just ain't cutting it.

Well, I've got my dancing shoes ready, just in case.

 
At 2:19 PM, Blogger BrendaK said...

(Doot-do-doot-doot-do) just a little bit..uh huh...

I'm dancing here!

BTW, who is this Service guy? Is it just me, or are those pomes of his awful?

God knows I'm no con-e-sewer of poetry, but I'm just just not seeing the brilliance of the guy.

 
At 2:22 PM, Blogger BrendaK said...

(Doot-do-doot-doot-do) just a little bit..uh huh...

I'm dancing here!

BTW, who is this Service guy? Is it just me, or are those pomes of his awful?

God knows I'm no con-e-sewer of poetry, but I'm just just not seeing the brilliance of the guy.

 
At 2:43 PM, Blogger BrendaK said...

Shalooooooom! Hat tip to Staci-->Darth Bacon--->the Rotty.

This will have you laughing 'till you pee.

Shalom!

"A little slicing and dicing" - hahahahahahahahahahahah

 
At 2:53 PM, Blogger Hawksp said...

Tuna,

I understand. Tell Gollum it was..."just business".

 
At 3:06 PM, Blogger Thelrax said...

Ok here is a interesting one.


Someone posted a link to here.


http://tinyurl.com/pxsom


talking about someone named
Catherine Mayo.

A quick google search later I find this.


http://www.opinionjournal.com/
best/?id=110008807

hmmm think Deb will be next????

 
At 3:24 PM, Blogger Blizzardlane said...

I have to speak up in defense of Mr. Service, the poet laureate of the Yukon, who's like Kipling Lite for the Canadians, or maybe Jack London as told by Dr. Seuss. She doesn't do him any honors mangling his poetry, and she's very nearly soured ME on him. Service is best read aloud, drunk on single malt, to a crowd that's in the same frame of mind.

 
At 3:25 PM, Blogger joeschmo1of3 said...

Thelrax:

Great finds! I hadn't really been paying attention to the story other than the claustrophobia and floor incontinence.

As to Her Frischiness, she walks the dog (apparently) so I think her carpet is quite safe (for the moment).

 
At 4:03 PM, Blogger BrendaK said...

blizzardlane -

I posted this on the wrong thread...

Ok, so I googled Robert Service. I still think it's crappy poetry and it's even worse when Deb rewrites it.

The poetry here is much better - maybe you poetry-slam guys will immortalized as well!

 
At 4:04 PM, Blogger Sulla said...

ouch!

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You deleted [john hernry's] posts and comments yet posted his address, email address and phone number? Why?
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[deb] He sent me all that information for some reason. I want him to leave me alone so I posted his contact information to let him know I really want him to leave me alone.

He is a creepy stalker kind of person. I don't like him. I want him to go away.
Posted by Amelie at August 18, 2006 09:36 AM


creepy stalker as in "here I am, it's your move"?

Or creepy stalker as in "hi, I'm froggy and I deserve to die" posts on other peoples' sites?

you are everything - EVERYTHING - you accuse others of being. a dishonest, sick, twisted, stalking freak with a death wish, at the very least professionally.

have you noticed that the big name bloggers want nothing to do with you? ace deletes most comments that even mention your name, lest a thread discussing you commence, and lure you over.

You go after big names who are your vast superiors, and you're left with the dregs like us - mere commenters and lurkers on other boards who find it easy to screw with you because you think you're far better than you actually are.

You suck, Deb. You're a no-talent hack, a bitter shrew, and an unemployable crank.

The saddest part is that you had such potential. A great education, a great pedigree. but because you can't control your dumber impulses, you've pissed away what should have been a great and impactful life. your accomplishments are years old; what are you today? what are your prospects because of recent and not so recent decisions?

grow the hell up, moron. Swallow your pride and get the help you so desperately need. escape the echo chamber of your unablogger soul.

In the words of Bill Maher, GET OVER YOURSELF!!!

Then, and only then, might you become an interesting and worthwhile person instead of the science project you have become.

Or not. I've ceased to care.
Posted by oy veh at August 18, 2006 12:27 PM

 
At 4:07 PM, Blogger BrendaK said...

Joe -

Unless she starts whatting all over again.

 
At 4:31 PM, Blogger joeschmo1of3 said...

Brendak:

Oh yes, let's not forget teh whatt™, the answer to the question:

What comes after teh WTF Vodka™, teh crazy®, and teh funny®?

Oh, but what do should she wear?

Depends™.

 
At 4:34 PM, Blogger joeschmo1of3 said...

You suck, Deb. You're a no-talent hack, a bitter shrew, and an unemployable crank.

Ouch, indeed.

 
At 4:43 PM, Blogger John Henry said...

[deb] He sent me all that information for some reason. I want him to leave me alone so I posted his contact information to let him know I really want him to leave me alone.

He is a creepy stalker kind of person. I don't like him. I want him to go away.

Sulla,

Where did she say that? I must have missed it. I agreed not to make comments about her on her blog. But now she is saying she does not want me commenting at all? Well, if that is what she wants, John Henry is gone.

But she needs to tell me that.

I have a theory that there are only 3-4 people and 20-30 sockpuppets posting at debfrisch.com

John

 
At 4:50 PM, Blogger Sulla said...

John Henry,

It's on the "sicko stalker" thread (the post where she mentions your contact info in the post itself.)

some new comments on that thread here:

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Deb says: all posts and emails from Mr. Henry are deleted. I want the mofo to leave. I have no intention of posting the pissant's picture, seeing as I delete all his posts and comments....Translation= I never thought this would happen! My peeps was "possed" to jump on his car-a mel azz.
Posted by snoutcounter at August 18, 2006 02:38 PM

Doctor Frisch says:

"I wish I had as much information about the idiot named sulla who started the don't hire me site.?

Why is that, Doctor? What would you do with the information? Would you call him?

John Henry posted his (apparently) real info at your request. Did you call him? Last I heard, you had not.

So if you are not going to do anything with the info, why do you want it?

Jimmy
Posted by at August 18, 2006 03:48 PM

 
At 5:11 PM, Blogger X_LA_Native said...

OK, who posted as Dean Wormer?

 
At 5:16 PM, Blogger Mariposa said...

So I just went to her place and read the newest post:

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August 18, 2006
peep pop quiz

In the last hour, I communicated:

a. telephonically with a family member
b. telephonically with Daniel Ellsberg
c. psychotically with an inanimate object
d. a and b
e. a and c

Hint: the right answer is the first initial of the first name of D EllsBerg.
Posted by Deb at 05:05 PM | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)
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My comment (submitted but will probably never see the light of day) said:

So C was in the last ten minutes then?

 
At 5:22 PM, Blogger Rabbit said...

She still has comments from John Henry buried in comment sections further down the page. I think she means shes deleting anything new that comes in. But she "forgets" you know.

Not every personality knows what the others do or say.And then there are teh blackouts...

First one that reveals what VBS is will be banned by Boo Kitty! LOL

I can't believe she hasn't read what it is yet, she is such a s-l-o-w reader.

 
At 6:19 PM, Blogger Sulla said...

Should I even bother?

like I can help it.

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you posted here at 5:05p, so you've got C covered as well.

the inanimate object being your computer.
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exCUSE me. inanimate object that LOOKS like an animate object.

i'm tawking about kokopelli, the seal and the primate.

it's called a CAWLBACK in standup comedy. It works for sitdown comedy too as long as your peeps aren't wise*s*e*.
Posted by sulla at August 18, 2006 05:20 PM

In standup, a successful callback depends on the audience knowing what you're calling back TO.

Set up...punch. Set up...punch. Set up...punch.

Then change topic for a while.

Example:

Q: How do you fit four elephants into a Volkswagon?
A: two in front, two in back.

Okay, not so funny.

Q: How do you know if an elephant has been raiding your fridge?
A: footprints in the Jell-O.

Q: How can you tell if two elephants have been raiding your fridge?
A: footprints in the Jell-O and all the peanut butter is gone.

Q: How can you tell if three elephants have been raiding your fridge?
A: You can't get the door closed.

Q: How can you tell if four elephants have been raiding your fridge?
A: There's a Volkswagon in your driveway.

See? It's lame, but it's memorable. People remember the Volkswagon. "inanimate object" is too vague for people to know that you're calling back to the plushies, so the audience writes its own joke. (hint: it's always bad for the comic when the audience's joke is funnier.)

Now, if your "C" had been "tea party with monkey and seal," I'd have been all over that. Especially since they'd be MUCH better company than Daniel Ellsburg.

See that? Now that's a callback.

Deedle deedle dee. Wubba. wubba. wubba.
Posted by sulla at August 18, 2006 05:57 PM

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does anyone remember "deedle deedle dee, wubba wubba wubba"? Or am I too dang old for this?

 
At 6:35 PM, Blogger Rabbit said...

After a long post recounting her conversation with Daniel Ellsburg, this was teh first comment:

BWAHAHAHA
YOU WERE TALKING TO JOHN HENRY!
Signed by
JH's Admin ASSt.
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Sulla, was wubba ,wubba Elmer Fudd?

 
At 7:23 PM, Blogger Sulla said...

wubba wubba

Downtown Julie Brown, MTV veejay (early 1980s).

 
At 7:24 PM, Blogger joeschmo1of3 said...

Sulla:

There's no Monster in MY Mirror, but I wonder what the Frischerbat sees.

 
At 7:44 PM, Blogger BrendaK said...

Joe:

Ouch - that was depressing. Poor Ernie.

I have a red-eyed monster in my mirror when I've been programming for 24-straight, but sleep usually solves that problem.

No cure at all for Frischbait's monster.

 
At 9:49 AM, Blogger Barney Coppersmith said...

x la native:

That would be me - Barney Coppersmith.

I figured Faber College is close by and it is probably her ONLY chance at employment.

 

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