From "Laughter Never Gets Old"...
I was listening to some rap music this afternoon.
Not that I had a choice...it was coming out of a jeep 4 miles away.
Your poor ears. . . :(
An old fave of mine; no idea who wrote it:
Rindercella
Spoonerism retelling of Cinderella fairy tale
Once upon a time in a coreign fountry, there lived a geautiful birl, and her name was
Rindercella. Now Rindercella lived with her mugly other and two sad blisters. Also, in this
same coreign fountry, there lived a very pransome hince, and this pransome hince was
going to have a bancy fall, and heÆd invited people for riles amound, especially the pich
reople. RindercellaÆs mugly other and her two sad blisters went to town to
buy some drancy
fesses for the bancy fall, but Rindercella couldnÆt go æcause all she had to wear were some
old rirty dags. Finally the night of the bancy fall arrived, and Rindercella couldnÆt go, so she
just cat down and sried. She was sitting there srying when all of the sudden there
appeared before her, her gairy modfather, and he touched her with his wagic mand. and
there appeared before her a kig boach and hix white sorses to take her to the bancy fall,
and he said ¡ ôRindercella, be sure and be home before midnight, or IÆll purn you into a
tumpkin!ö When Rindercella arrived at the bancy fall, this prandsome hince
met her at the
door because he had been watching all this time behind a hidden window. Rindercella and
the prandsome hince nanced all dight. And they lell in fove. And all at once, the mid clock
struck night. And Rindercella staced down the rairs, and just as she beached the rottom,
she slopped her dripper! The next day, this pransome hince went all over this coreign
fountry looking for the geautiful birl who had slopped her dripper. They finally came to
RindercellaÆs house, and he tried it on the mugly other, and it fidnÆt dit. Then he tried it on
the two sisty uglers, and it fidnÆt dit, and then he tried it on Rindercella, and it fid dit. It was
exactly the sight rize! And so they were married and lived heavenly after happily.
Now the storal of the mory is: if you go to a bancy fall and you want a pransome hince to lall
in fove with you ¡¡donÆt forget to slop your dripper!
Your friend,
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Cyberpope, Bishop of ROM
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