mangled song lyrics and other imminent joys

[save_grimace]

i thought it might be about time to confess to you, if i haven't already, my two favoritely mangled song lyrics. when i was little i used to listen to the radio obsessively. never was interested in the television, but put me in front of the stereo and, whoa, watch out. i even went into this stage where i tried to call and win prizes from the radio

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[tombatwombat]

Hah! I love that Don Henley song. And I totally heard something different. What was it... I can't remember. But I only realized what the actual lyric was about a year ago. Incidentally, Margi was going to take me to Fatty's, but it was closed. Some other time maybe. It looked nice.

what a relief

[save_grimace]

when i told people that i never knew it was 'boys of summer' until about five years ago, everyone was aghast at my apparent idiocy... it's nice to know that i am not the only one, and therefore not congenitally deformed in some very important, song-hearing way...

fatty's is really good--a little pricey, but very innovative in their vegginess--they don't even really advertise that they are veg, but they are. great pizzas and incredible hummus. that's what we had so i can't vouch for the rest, but i'd wager it's A-OK. we'll hit it upon your return.

[seageeks]

i like your version better. afghan of poison. it makes sense. it really does.

there's also the blue hen on that street. le petit beaujolais, too. they have very good sandwiches. and at the cafe beaujolais, the parmesan-crusted halibut is excellent. yummmmmy. and also!... there's an italian restaurant with really good pizza. FOOD.

true dat!

[save_grimace]

that stretch of the infamous colorado is chock-full o' deliciousness of various kinds. last night lane and i ate at cafe beaujolais, in fact... and spent too much money because i know one of the waiters and it's awkward to say no to anything he suggests... unless what he suggests is goat sex, but that hasn't happened yet.

i am going to look into that blue hen you're talkin' bout. casa bianca, that incredible pizza place, is closed right now. last night there were scads of poor lost souls drifting around the closed, darkened doors of that place like it was some kind of italian purgatory.

hm. come to think of it, wouldn't it be funny if that place was called dante's?