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03 May 2010

PizzaQ! What's Wrong With This Picture? / The Motorcycle Song by Arlo Guthrie / I don't want a pickle

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6 slices! Capers! Shallots! Shitake Mushrooms! Sun-Dried Tomatoes!

What's Wrong With This Picture?


I'm making the Question sort of vague ... but I promise you: There is Something Wrong. Notoriously Wrong. Famously Wrong. Uncontroversially, Unambiguously Wrong.

Wrong. Wrong. Wrong.

When somebody wins the Pizza, I'll credit the photograph.


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The Motorcycle Song
by Arlo Guthrie

CHORUS:
I don't want a pickle
Just want to ride on my motorsickle
And I don't want a tickle
'Cause I'd rather ride on my motorsickle
And I don't want to die
Just want to ride on my motorcy ... cle

It was late last night the other day
I thought I'd go up and see Ray
So l went up and I saw Ray
There was only one thing Ray could say, was:

CHORUS

This song is about the time that I was ridin' my motorcycle. Going down a mountain road, at 150 miles an hour, playin' my guitar. On one side of the mountain road there was a mountain, and on the other side there was nothin' - there was a cliff in the air.

Now, when you're going down a mountain road at I50 miles an hour you gotta be very careful, especially if you're playin' a guitar. Especially if that guitar is an acoustic guitar. Because if it's an acoustic guitar, the wind pressure is greater on the box side than on the neck side, because there's
more guitar on the box side. I wasn't payin' attention ...

Luckily I didn't go into the mountain -- I went over the cliff. I was goin' at 150 miles an hour sideways and 500 feet down at the same time.

I knew it was the end. I looked down, I said ''Wow! Some trip". I thought it ... well I knew it was ... I knew it was my last trip, and in my last remaining seconds in world, I decided to write one last farewell song to the world.

Put a new ink cartridge in my pen. Took out a piece of paper. I sat back and I thought awhile. Then I started writin':

I don't want a pickle
Just want to ride on my motorsickle
And I don't want a tickle
'Cause I'd rather ride on my motorsickle
And I don't want to die
Just want to ride on my motorcy ... cle

I knew that it wasn't the best song l ever wrote, but I didn't have time to change it. I was comin' down mighty fast.

But as you all know, and as fate would have it, I didn't die. I landed on the top of a police car. And he died. I drove away on the road that he was on. I came into town at a screamin' 175 miles an hour, playin' the motorcycle song.

I came into town, I jumped off my bike, the bike went around the corner by itself, went up on the stand by itself, turned itself off.

I walked over to my friend. He was standin' there eatin' pickles. I said "Hi, what's happenin'?" He looked at me in the eye and said "Nothin' ."

You gotta sing it with that kind of enthusiasm. Like you just squashed a cop ...

CHORUS

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6 comments:

herbert said...

notable lack of body armor on this ersatz rider... ^..^

Mike said...

The dude is dead. D-E-A-D dead.

Vleeptron Dude said...

LOL i just posted this PizzaQ 31 seconds ago!!!

MIKE WINS THE PIZZA!

The dude is dead, and the funeral home in Puerto Rico honored his wishes by presenting him in his favorite activity.

Lemme see if i can find the story.

Okay i found it ... now why the hell did someone post it as a video? Not exactly a lot of action ...

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CNN News (USA cable network)
Friday 30 April 2010

Dead Man Displayed
On Motorcycle At Wake

Family Requests Pose

NEW YORK -- The family of a Puerto Rico man killed in a shooting last week followed his wishes and gave him a funeral no one will forget.

Instead of being embalmed and placed in a casket for viewing, 22-year-old David Morales Colon was posed on a motorcycle during his wake. The bike was a gift from his uncle.

Colon's body was dressed in full riding attire -- leather jacket, gloves and sunglasses. His hands were on the handlebars and his body crouched low over the bike.

The funeral home owner said it takes special skill to make the body rigid enough to pose, yet not too stiff to put back in a coffin for burial.

"Embalming is the key," Marin Funeral Home owner Demaris Marin said. "It's a professional secret."

Video of Colon on the motorcycle has gone viral online with titles like "Dead Man Riding."

The funeral home has done this before. In 2008, a young man who died told his family he wanted to be happy and standing at his own funeral. So undertakers posed him that way.

Marin said reaction to such post-mortem displays has been divided.

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Copyright © 2010 CNN Networks, Inc. All rights reserved.

Vleeptron Dude said...

hey herbert --

no, he's not an *ersatz* rider, he's 100 percent human. Just dead. So who needs body armor?

herbert, would it kill you, or is it some sort of US military secret, to identify WHICH United States minor outlying island you are lying on the beach of?

Is it (please check one)

[ ] Baker Island
[ ] Howland Island
[ ] Jarvis Island
[ ] Johnston Atoll
[ ] Kingman Reef
[ ] Midway Islands
[ ] Navassa Island
[ ] Palmyra Atoll
[ ] Wake Island
[ ] Bajo Nuevo Bank
[ ] Serranilla Bank

? Thanks for any clarification you can offer. Tell us something about your island.

You've Commented on Vleeptron before! All this is eerily familiar!

Jim Olson said...

Aww, I wish I'd seen this sooner. I knew he was deceased immediately. (The casket lamps give it away immediately!)

Vleeptron Dude said...

Yeah, where were you? You busy or something?

Well, I can now confess I did a TINY bit of Photoshopping. The rear wheel had a big fat red thick anti-theft chain around it to make sure nobody ripped off the motorcycle. That was too much of a tipoff that the dude wasn't about to go anywhere.

I know eventually Nostalgia and Old Pals will drag your sorry Divine ass to Northampton, so I herewith obligate you to incude a Driveby to check us out in our new digs. The old house is officially on the market, but prepare yourself for a horrible shock if you peer thru the windows or, worse, slip inside during a weekend Open House:

It's immaculately clean. You could perform surgery in the basement, which I'm sure you remember fondly as The Spooky Creepy Basement from Giant Spider Hell.

I've left the wonderful Marvy rotating illuminated barber pole in the bathroom as Sucker Bait, but clearly stated that when the house sells, the barber pole comes back to me. (Though I'll consider a side cash offer if some dude begs me.)

e-mail me guy and lemme know sup with youse.