Dunnit

You can’t call me ‘strag’ now.

Why’s that, Strag ?
I’ll call you “Stan” then.

What is a strag, anyway?

A non-hitchhiker.

I always think of the poster formerly known as “stragbasher” when I listen to the following Grateful Dead song:

[quote=“Grateful Dead in the song Lost Sailor”]
Compass card is spinning
Helm is swingin’ to and fro
Ooh where’s the dog star
Ooh where’s the moon
You’re a lost sailor
You’ve been way too long at sea

Some days the gales are howling
Some days the sea is still as glass
Ooh reef the mainsail
Ooh lash the mast
You’re a lost sailor
You’ve been way too long at sea

Now the shore-lights beckon
Yeah there’s a price for being free

Yeah the sea birds cry
There’s a ghost wind blowin’
It’s calling you to that misty swirling sea
Till the chains of your dreams are broken
No place in this world you can be

You’re a lost sailor
You’ve been way too long at sea
Now the shore-lights beckon
Yeah there’s a price for being free

Drifting yeah drifting
Yeah drifting and dreaming

'Cause there’s a place you’ve never been
Maybe a place you’ve never seen
You can hear her calling on the wind
Go on and drift your life away
Yeah just drifting and dreaming
Maybe drift your life away
Drifting and dreaming
Yes I’m going on a dream
Maybe going on a dream
Maybe going on a dream
Maybe going on a dream

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Its not that I think the poster formerly known as “stragbasher” is either drifting or lost… its only the reference to the “sailor” that makes me think of him when I hear this song.

Oddly enough, there are a number of Grateful Dead tunes I think of when I see the name of some of our posters. For instance, you can guess who this song calls to mind:

[quote=“Grateful Dead in Dire Wolf”]
In the timbers of Fennario
the wolves are running round
The winter was so hard and cold
froze ten feet neath the ground

Don’t murder me
I beg of you don’t murder me
Please
don’t murder me

I sat down to my supper
T’was a bottle of red whiskey
I said my prayers and went to bed
That’s the last they saw of me

Don’t murder me
I beg of you don’t murder me
Please
don’t murder me

When I awoke, the Dire Wolf
Six hundred pounds of sin
Was grinnin at my window
All I said was “come on in”

Don’t murder me
I beg of you don’t murder me
Please
don’t murder me

The wolf came in, I got my cards
We sat down for a game
I cut my deck to the Queen of Spades
but the cards were all the same

Don’t murder me
I beg of you don’t murder me
Please
don’t murder me

In the backwash of Fennario
The black and bloody mire
The Dire Wolf collects his due
while the boys sing round the fire

Don’t murder me
I beg of you don’t murder me
Please
don’t murder me
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Hehe… the Dead song Cosmic Charlie reminds me of lane119… but, I’ll spare you the lyrics. :slight_smile:

‘loretta’ needs to get laid.

How did you figure that out? :wink:

I shall call her 'etta, or maybe 'ta, whichever seems to irritate her the most.

That’s my secret :smiling_imp:

I plan to buy him a dutch wife shortly, in order to get him to post a bit more like in the old days.

[quote=“sandman”]I shall call her 'etta, or maybe 'ta, whichever seems to irritate her the most.[/quote]I think “Stan” will, if you’ve seen the Life Of Brian, Stan is the character that wants to be called Loretta so he can have babies.

Funny, I always think of the lyrics of “Get Back” by the Beatles when I see the name Loretta. Maybe where Stragbasher got that name from.


Sweet loretta martin thought she was a woman
But she was another man
All the girls around her say she

Wouldn’t a dutch cap be more useful?

:notworthy: Strag…erm I mean Loretta

I’m confused now. Is this some strange ploy to double date almas john and his twin sister? Since “strag” is now a no-go, I shall call hir “Lore”.

All the Dutch women I have ever had more than a nodding acquaintance with have had emotional problems to shame the psychoist psycho xiao jie.

No thanks.

if the dutch wife becomes to nosey, you can just inflate her and store her under the bed…