Re: PING Sylvia Else (Directions)

Sylvia Else wrote:
> Peter Jason wrote:
>> "Sylvia Else" <sylvia@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
> wrote in message 
>> news:47dc834f$0$6277$afc38c87@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
>>> Jeßus wrote:
>>>> Sylvia Else wrote:
>>>>> Kelpie wrote:
>>>>>> Please turn the fridge on and put a bottle of soy milk in the
fridge.
>>>>>>
>>>>>> Mrs Kelpie has ran off with Somebody Else and left me with the 
>>>>>> baby so
>>>>>> I figure was we are both alone in a big city we may as well get it 
>>>>>> on.
>>>>>>
>>>>>> Directions to the fridge from your abode
>>>>> I was on my way, but passed a pub, which seemed a more attractive 
>>>>> proposition.
>>>> That can be interpreted in an even worse light.
>>>>
>>>>
>>> I wasn't seeking to cast myself in a good light. After all, I post to 
>>> Usenet don't I?
>>>
>>> Sylvia.
>>
>>
>>
>> Perhaps you should change your surname to Something Else to spare us 
>> all these hideous puns.
>>
>> It's getting too bad to be borne!
>>
> 
> I don't know why people who engage in wordplay on my surname think 
> they're so clever. Do they really imagine that they're being original? 
> I'm sure the first such joke was made the day my Scandinavian ancestor 
> arrived on British shores, which was at least a century ago, and 
> possibly several.
> 
> Sylvia.

Some jokes, like some music, just never seem to get old.

Wordplay on your name is like sitting around a candle during earth hour 
singing convict songs.

I thought Else was your married name!!

All together now


Farewell to old England forever!
Farewell to me old pals as well!
Farewell to me well known Old Baily
Where I once used to look such a swell.

Chorus:
Singing Too-ral li Roo-lal li Laity
Singing Too-ral li Roo-lal li Lay
Singing Too-ral li Roo-lal li Laity
Now we're bound for Botany Bay!

There's the captain that is our commander,
There's the bos'n and all the ****p's crew,
There's the first and second class passengers
Knows a what we poor convicts goes through.

Chorus:

T'aint the leaving of Old England I cares about
T'aint cause I mispells what I knows
But because all we light-fingered gentry
Skips around with a lug on our toes.

Chorus:

And if I had the wings of a turtle dove,
I'd soar on me pinions so high
Right back to the arms of me Polly love
Aye and in her sweet arms I would lie.

Chorus:

So come all you young dukes and you duchesses
Take a heeding from what I does say,
Mind all is your own that you touches-es
Or you'll find us Botany Bay.

-- 
"If someone had told me in 1989 that the BBS I started would eventually
become Usenet" - Douglas

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