Yeah, I know, where has that must-read blogger, Gary, been lately? Yes, you might possibly be thinking that. It's been two weeks since my last, must-read post. I've been trying for the last two weeks to continue with the dream that I made mention in that other post from two weeks ago. Alas, no luck.
And for no apparent reason, I'll share with you some more of my profile updates on everybody's favourite social "notworking" site. Once again, if you've already seen the following stuff on that social notworking site, you may well be one of my friends on that social notworking site.
The following lyrics are courtesy of "Three Dog Night", an American band popular in the late sixties and early seventies. I should add that the following lyrics might just have two spelling mistakes. Oh come now!
"Mama told me not to cum
Mama told me not to cum
That ain't the way to have fun, son
That ain't the way to have fun, son."
Mama! Are you crazy?!
"When you're in love with a beautiful woman, it's hard.
When you're in love with a beautiful woman, you know it's hard."
Ahem, Dr. Hook, way too much information!!!!!
For sale, a Marcel Marceau CD. With hits such as, "The Sound of Silence" and "Silence is Golden."
Any reasonable offer accepted....
We made love in a barn. We fell in love with the barn. We bought the barn. We started living in the barn. Ever since, we've been in a stable relationship. I now wait for the comments about "roll in the hay" and the various farm animal innuendos....
The photo above displays a handy device called a masticating machine. Just think, you can use this handy device to whip your banana, mess with your nuts and froth up your cream.
We made love in a barn. We fell in love with the barn. We bought the barn. We started living in the barn. Ever since, we've been in a stable relationship. I now wait for the comments about "roll in the hay" and the various farm animal innuendos....
The photo above displays a handy device called a masticating machine. Just think, you can use this handy device to whip your banana, mess with your nuts and froth up your cream.
And then I saw her face. Now I'm a retriever. Arf!
Anybody know what happened to this 1970's porn star?
Very humourous post Gary, and I particularly like the photo of the dog.
ReplyDeleteThe Three Dog Night song wa one of my favourites back then, though I never really understood all the words - well, I was quite young and innocent then! lol
Hi Eunice,
DeleteI appreciate that. Thank you. Ah yes, the retriever who ended up taking the "Last Train to Barksville." :)
Ah yes, Three Blog, um, Three Dog Night. I remember that Jeremiah was a bullfrog! Yes, I remember being almost that innocent :)
Enjoy your Sunday, Eunice.
Gary :)
Maybe the porn star went into that barn. I guess after that rolling it was time to hit the hay. Can they make hay while the sun shines and hit the broad side of the barn?
ReplyDeleteAh, Pat in the Hatt,
DeleteThe porn star got "baled" out of a haystack, Jack. He then proceeded to grab his banjo for all the barn to see.
Gary :)
I guess I always thought that 3 Dog Night song meant going somewhere you shouldn't be.
ReplyDeleteHi Pat,
DeleteWhen I was somewhat younger, I thought the same thing.
Thank you, Pat.
Gary :)
That's almost more sexual innuendo than I can handle on a Friday night.
ReplyDeleteAnd they worry about today's music lyrics...
Hi Alex,
DeleteIndeed and who could forget, "Yummy, yummy, yummy
I got love in my tummy..."
Thanks, Alex.
Gary :)
LOL!!!!!! I love 3 dog night too.
ReplyDeleteHi JoJo,
DeleteAha and nothing like a bit of Three Dog Night!
Thank you, JoJo.
Gary :)
A stable relationship....snort.
ReplyDeleteHi Delores,
DeleteWith a barnstorming frolic.
Thank you, Delores.
Gary :)
HA! Mama told me not to . . . I can't write it. Sometimes I'm a prude. You are such a nice person.
ReplyDeleteLove,
Janie
Hi Janie,
DeleteWhat? Sometimes you're a prude? I would never of guessed that! Me, a nice person? Don't tell anybody :)
Thanks, Janie.
Gary :)
Hi Gary - two weeks of practising?! Difficile to comprehend .. but it is good to see you - even if you bring your forlorn past with you - no wonder you left Vancouver! Cheers and it's now getting towards Spring ... dark days don't help. Take care and with thoughts - Hilary
ReplyDeleteHi Hilary,
DeletePractice, I had hoped, would make it perfect. Oh well, never got to continue the dream. Nice to see you used a French word, Hilary. I shall be making a triumphant return to Vancouver. The parade in my honour is very well organised.
Soon be spring and we shall spring into action. Thank you, Hilary. Stay warm and enjoy your Sunday.
Gary :)
Gary, is that you? (The 1970s porn star)
ReplyDelete(*~*)
Hi River,
DeleteYes, that's me at 21 years old. I was heading out to be the best man at a wedding. Which makes me wonder, if I'm the best man, why did she marry him!
Thank you, River.
Gary :)
haha
DeleteHey True!
DeleteHow are you? :)
Choked on my coffee reading this! Thanks for the laughs, Gary :-) xx
ReplyDeleteHi Teresa,
DeleteI hope it was coffee and not Bisto gravy! :) Pleased this could make you laugh, Teresa. Thanks.
Gary :) xx
Did Marcel Marceau record "What'd I say?" Actually Gary I haven't posted anything for over a month myself but I will soon! Enjoy your weekend.
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Hi Barry,
DeleteYes, Marcel Marceau did record that record. Oh, do you have a blog? LOL
Have a very nice Sunday, Bazza, me old mucker!
Gary :)
First blog post I am reading today. Definitely missed your witty comments over the past two weeks. Thanks for the laughs!
ReplyDelete~Jess
Hi Jess,
DeleteI'm honoured my blog was the first blog you read that day. Glad the two week wait was sort of worth it! :)
Have a lovely Sunday.
Gary :)
Just dropping by with a hi. No comment on jokes, they were funny though.
ReplyDeleteHi Ann,
DeleteThanks for dropping in and saying hi. Glad you thought my sort of jokes were funny.
Have a nice Sunday, Ann.
Gary :)
"If it weren't for the gutter, my brain would be homeless." I enjoy a good roll in the gutter myself! Well done!
ReplyDeleteHi Debra,
DeleteOkay, go roll in the gutter and watch out for those gutter balls. Thanks, eh!
Gary :)
A masticating machine? I've never heard of such a thing. I don't think I want it frothing anything of mine.
ReplyDeleteHi Diane,
DeleteYou might want to attend a masticating machine workshop. They're all the rage. A froth might be fun.
Thank you, Diane.
Gary :)
Read them before, giggled again :-)
ReplyDeleteHi Annalisa,
DeleteThanks for the double giggle. Have a nice Sunday, you radio star!
Gary :)
Is that 1970's Porn Star standing next to Big Ben . . .
ReplyDeleteTake care Mr G
Hi Rob,
DeleteLOL, nice one, dude! Well, ring my chimes, you would be correct. Big Bang Ben.
Have a good Sunday, good sir.
Gary :)
hmm - okay that song just took on a whole new meaning...I think I am speechless...
ReplyDeleteHey Truedessa,
DeleteYou speechless? Sounds like the song lyrics to a Marcel Marceau tune :)
Thank you and have a lovely Sunday, Truedessa.
Gary :)
omc you kill me!!!!!!! Love that photo of you! You would have been on my "must date" list in the 70s for sure! catchatwithcarenandcody
ReplyDeleteHey Caren,
Delete"omc"? oh my cod? oh my cat? :) Oh yeah, you would of been dating the Charles Bronson lookalike dude! :)
Thank you, Caren.
Gary :)
Hahaha! Those are so funny! (Except the "masticating" machine. I'm not sure I want anyone masticating my food but me. lol) Have a great weekend!
ReplyDeleteHi Lexa,
DeleteThank you! Mastication for the nation! No? Have fun masticating your food, Lexa! :) A wonderful Sunday for you, I hope.
Gary :)
Hi Gary, you hairy Charles Bronson-a-like dude (and I don't mean the one in prison!). You had me in stitches, Gare, and not just after you beat me up that time, but with your very funny one, and occasionally more than one, liners. Ever heard the one about the moustachioed '70s porn star who went on to have an even more illustrious internet career in blogland? Or was that his dog, Penny? Anyway, Gary, hope all's well at your end, so to speak, and if you could, pop on over to my blog, "A Day in the Life", and leave me a comment. Despite gaining a follower, I seem to have had precisely no comments for my last post, so I'd be forever grateful.
ReplyDeleteVery Best Wishes to you and yours,
David.
Hi David,
DeleteAh yes indeed, not the dude in the prison! The comedy knitting workshop had you in stitches! Yes, you were fit to be tied, you hairy beast and wordsmith! Penny was in some "pawno" flick, way back when.
My end is just fine, thank you. In fact, my end when over to your end of the blogging world and delighted your noble self with one of my comments. Of course, a comment that did not do your thoughtful post on mental health, justice.
As I stated in my comment, the weird and wacky world of blogging will not notice your important posts unless you proceed to be more active within such wondrous world of interaction, laced with, dare I say, a bit of cynicism.
All the beast, um, all the best, David.
Gary :)
I love those innuendos because double-edged swords are the best. Eh...what did I just say? You know what? I think just about anything in life can be double entendre-d.
ReplyDeleteThere was a short phase several eons ago when I used to have Dr.Hook's songs playing in a loop.. but my favorites were Sylvie's Mother and Sharing the night together. Very smooth.
There is not a day I don't think of you now, as the good ol' A-Z approaches, and I remember your no-hard-feelings about it.
By the way, today is National Peanut Butter Day apparently and yes, I was just messing with some nuts!
Hugs! Vidya
Hi Vidya,
DeleteAh yes, an innuendo, a double entendre. She asked me for an example of a double entendre, so, I gave her one! :)
You gotta' watch out for Sylvia's mother. She did appear on The Cover of the Rolling Stone...
Thanks for thinking about me and my actual dread of that alphabet farce. Of course, in my own way, I end up promoting the A to Z with my satirical alternatives. Yet, do they promote me at the A to Z? Ahem, methinks not! :)
Aha, I shall go rather pedantic, peanuts aint nuts, but are beans, of course. Messing with your beans, eh! I like me some real smooth peanut butter :)
Thank you, Vidya.
Hugs, your way,
Gary
You cheeky thing Gary! I'm always getting the words to songs muddled up. Thanks for the giggle on this Sunday afternoon.
ReplyDeleteBest wishes :)
Hi Susanne,
DeleteAh yes, my cheeks! Muddled up lyrics are loads of fun. Happy giggles and have a nice week, Suzanne.
Gary :)
See, learned something new about you. Didn't know you were a proud star. Knew you were a star, just not proud. Not that you shouldn't be proud. You should. Look how well Penny turned out. Okay, maybe I should switch that around and should be telling Penny, "Good job on raising Gary." ???
ReplyDeleteAfter all, it is Penny who's the Internet superstar.
DeleteHey Joylene,
DeleteYes, eh, I was a 70's proud star. Surely you remember that one particular movie where you um, co-starred! Penny has done a wonderful job of keeping my outrageous ego under control. Yep, the amazing influence of Penny the Jack Russell dog and modest internet superstar!
Take care, eh.
Gary :)
Haaaa.
ReplyDeleteYou do look like a porn star Charles Bronson!!! WOW.
Hope you and Penny r well, sweets. xx
Hi Kim,
DeleteActually, Charles Bronson tried to look like me! LOL Yep, I looked like something out of a 1970's porn movie. Not like I've actually watched such a thing!
Penny is pawesome and I'm fine, thank you. Hope life is treating you well in Minnesota!
Gary :) xx
Most cheerful post Gary, made my day reading it.
ReplyDeleteYvonne.
Hi Yvonne,
DeleteThank you and I do hope you continue to feel better after having that nasty cold. Stay warm!
Gary :)
If I ever hear those songs again, I'm not going to be able to get your misspellings out of my head!
ReplyDeleteHi Sherry,
DeleteHow cum, um, how come, I wonder! :) Take care, Sherry.
Gary :)
Hay there! I've stopped by to see if you're not working. You're not.
ReplyDeleteIf only I could write lyrics like Three Dog Night. She sighs and looks wistfully out her window on the world.
I'd love to buy the Marcel Marceau CD, but I only have a phonograph and I'm out of needles. Do you have phonograph needles by any chance?
Police say Porn Star sightings are on the rise in my neighborhood. I'll put on my shoes and go see what I can find. Back later.
Hay Lee,
DeleteI aint working and I'm continuing to work at not working.
You could write lyrics like, "Three Blog Night"! Looking out the window can be a bit of a pane.
I have knitting needles, if that helps.
If you see a strange looking moustache, note the spelling of "moustache", wearing a Tuxedo, a bow tie and frilly shirt, immediately phone the local sheriff, y'all....
Gary :)
I'm taking a page from your book on Not Working. I think you're onto something. Thanks for the offer of knitting needles, but I'll pass. I'd just stick those pointy ends into myself and make a mess. Called the sheriff. He says, "No way is he tackling anyone with a frilly skirt and a mustache--note that spelling.
DeleteLee, part two,
DeleteIf you took a page from my book, my book would have zero pages. Why am I suddenly thinking about Voodoo dolls....
A frilly "skirt"! What?! Mustache! Apologies to my English, English spellcheck!
Gary :)
That masticating machine is sexier than my juicer. It's got a lot going on. Fun innuendos here.
ReplyDeleteHi Medeia,
DeleteMakes you want to buy a masticating machine and masticate to your heart's content! :) Nothing like an innuendo or two, or three...
Gary :)
So many songs I never understood the lyrics at the time. Makes me laugh!
ReplyDeleteTake care, eh!
Hi Jemi,
DeleteAh yes, the lyrics, only distorted within my weird mind, I guess :) Laugh away and shall we let Dr. Hook, off the hook....
Take off, eh!
Gary :)
I don't know much about music in England or in America except the Beatles, The Bee- Gees, Sting and may be a few more.
ReplyDeleteHope that all is well with you and Penny.
PS I hope that all is well with your son.
ReplyDeleteHi Munir,
DeleteProbably best you don't know much about music from England or America. All is well with all three of us, thank you.
Wishing you a peaceful day, my kind friend.
Gary :)
Tee hee! Quite a few good ones there. Hope you're doing well. :-)
ReplyDeleteHi Misha,
DeleteThank you. I appreciate that. Not doing too bad, thanks. Hope all is well with you, Misha.
Gary :)
I never knew the lyrics were spelled THAT way. I did have (embarrassingly) the 45 of Quiet Riot's "C*m on Feel the Noize," but I thought (way back in 8th grade) that they were just messing w/ the spelling of the words. I was mighty innocent then! I also had the 45 of "Relax" by Frankie Goes to Hollywood. I didn't know what he was singing about, I just liked the song. Damn musicians with their depraved lyrics! No WONDER our world is going to hell in a handbasket!
ReplyDeleteHey Ms. CrankyPants,
DeleteThe lyrics are spelled that way in my warped head! :) Yes, you were mighty innocent, way back then. Then, there was, "Yummy, yummy, yummy
I got love in my tummy..." Hmmm....I wonder what that meant!
Relax and enjoy the ride in a handbasket!
Gary :)
That 1970s porn star was found guilty of public mastication, thrown into solitary confinement, wherein he continued to masticate and masticate some more.
ReplyDeleteHi, Gary. Be well and be good to yourself. Silly, silly man!
Hey Robyn!
DeleteYes and you tied up the loose ends rather nicely. A nice summary that included him masticating to those immortal words,"Mama told me not to cum.."
I shall be real good to myself. "Silly, silly man!" states the lady who likes deep-fried Oreos, wonders about deep-fried Mars bars and contemplates the concept of deep-fried Uranus bars! Aha!
Gary :)
I KNEW that was a picture of you!! Haha! We've all had our moments! I'm about the same age so all these songs are bringing back some funny and horrible memories! Almost too much for this early in the morning... You are a silly man, and thank your for that!
ReplyDeleteHi Diane,
DeleteOf course you knew that was a picture of me. Do you still have the poster of me? Those songs make me shudder at the best of times. Thank you for realising I'm a silly man. I appreciate that you appreciate that!
Gary :)
Gary, your post reminds me of Peter Kaye's misheard song lyrics ;O) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0ukn2YT5jeM
ReplyDeleteHi human, Madeleine,
DeleteGary is having a nap. Thus, you get this reply from the amazing Jack Russell dog. I think my human's post is something that Peter Kaye would love to use :) Of course, the lyrics mentioned in this pawst were not misheard, but interpreted in a rather cheeky way.
Thank you, my lovely human friend.
Pawsitive wishes and doggy kisses,
Penny xx
Thanks for the laughs Gary - you naughty, naughty boy! :-)
ReplyDeleteHi human, Barbara,
ReplyDeleteNaughty, naughty Gary is sleeping. I do know, however, that he will be very pleased this could make you laugh.
Pawsitive wishes and doggy kisses,
Penny xx