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"Don't crush that dwarf, hand ME the pliers"

"I think she's dead" "No I'm not" CRASHBANGSALMZOWIE

the five points of the compass I MUST show the five points of the compass to them......

BING BONG ...... A BOMB calling.... GROUWOOSHRUMBELRUMBLERUMBLE

There's no escape from Magnetic Tape! (oops local corolary)

"Right this way to the abatoir, do watch the whirling blades"

Of course, maybe ya hadda be there, and actually KNOW Lumpy Brainum, Richard (NEVER CALL ME DICK) Bell, Belva Lugosi, Captain IC, and the Collington Bensenwitch Rebitzer and the rest of the lovely crew, who actually got Egon Matievic (you coloidal chemists may have heard of him) to say, FOR TAPE "HA HA Vhat iss Botulism??? I don't know!"

Thanks folk, I just needed a bit of humor and thought there might be some others who could use a couple tosses from the past.

Duncan Idaho/Dave Strider

-- Col. Penguin (Firesign.vs.C@nception.Corp), January 11, 2000

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"Los Angeles....he walks again by night....out of the fog, into the smog...relentlessly, ruthlessly (I wonder where Ruth is?), doggedly (arf, arf)...toward his weekly meeting with The UNKNOWN....At 4th and Drucker he turns left, at Drucker and 4th he turns right. He crosses McArthur Park and walks into a great sandstone building. ("Oh! My nose!")............

He's Nick Danger, Third Eye.......(ring ring)....'uh, I'd like a pizza to go and no anchovies. No anchovies? You've got the wrong man, I spell my name, Danger!"

Happy Duck Soup!

-- Donna (moment@pacbell.net), January 11, 2000.


"The Pryamid is opening!" "Which one?" "The one with the ever-widening hole in it!"

-- ALurkerNow (NotTelling@Nowhere.nope), January 11, 2000.

"Hiya, frineds, Ralph Spoilsport here..." "Can it pick up Duluth?" "DULUTH?!? It'll pick up Tierra del Fuego!"

-- Mr. Mike (mikeabn@aol.com), January 11, 2000.

One shining steel rail, from coast to coast; Rock-a-feller, Rock-a- feller, Rock-a-feller....Say, where'd that Indian come from?

Fireside Theater piece #7, track D, take 5.....

-- Jay Urban (Jayho99@aol.com), January 11, 2000.


We're US Plus. We own the idea ... of the idea ... of America.

-- Steve Heller (stheller@koyote.com), January 11, 2000.


Y'all will looooove this link -- excerpts from the Firesign's latest, "Give Me Immortality or Give Me Death" (requires RealAudio):

Comedy Radio: Firesign Theatre

-- DeeEmBee (macbeth1@pacbell.net), January 11, 2000.


Col Penguin, from the start let me say,EVERYTHING YOU KNOW IS WRONG!

-- H.fats Kissinger (draconionsolutions@uselesseaters.com), January 11, 2000.

In Nixonian "Mr President" voice:

"Thank you for your fine comments. You'll be recieving a handsome SimulFax copy of your words and my reply."

Ahhhh, Clem

-- Ahhh, Clem (we'reallbozos@thisbus.com), January 11, 2000.


Our main weapon is Fear....and surpri

Our TWO main weapons are FEAR, SURPRISE......and a fanat....

Our THREE main weapons are fear, surprise, and a fanatical devotion to the Pope....oh and

-- Duke1983 (Duke1983@aol.com), January 11, 2000.


Happy Valley Condominiums. If you lived here you'd be home by now.

-- Old Git (anon@spamproblems.com), January 11, 2000.


oh, he's no fun, he fell right over.

pan (who's high on the _real_ thing: powerful gasoline....)

-- panjandrum (panjandrum@samfoote.net), January 11, 2000.


Firesign Theater buffs of the world UNITE...we are unbeatable!

"Why he's no fun, he fell right over!"

"Give him something for his cough." "Here's a quarter." "Not much." "Not much of a cough!"

"Betty Jo Bialawski...I hadn't heard that name since college; everyone knew her as Nancy!"

"When I get in that Grandfather clock, you just hit me over the head with this bottle of champagne, and put in three dimes...we'll be gone for a thousand years." "A thousand? Why that's longer than anyone's ever been gone before!"

-- Donna (moment@pacbell.net), January 11, 2000.


"...in an episode I call, Cut 'em off at the past!"

-- Linkmeister (link@librarian.edu), January 11, 2000.

"There was a bunch of them Theosophists down at the other end of the bar, tryin' to raise the Devil. Had him about ten foot off the floor, near as I could tell, and I could see by his black orb and the red clay between his hoofs that he was up to no good. So I looked him right in the eye and I said, 'San Paku, there ain't enough room in this life-cycle fer the both of us!' Well, the little devil up and challenged me to a game o' 10 Card Tarot, Pentacles wild. Saw him try to deal a High Priestess off the bottom of the deck, so I --"

-- DeeEmBee (macbeth1@pacbell.net), January 11, 2000.

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