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hejira92 -> RE: MP (4/8/2008 4:06:22 PM)
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Can't resist more:
"Ah, how about cheddar?"
"Nah, not much call for it."
"Not much call for it?! It's the singlemost popular cheese in the world!"
"Not 'round here."
"I'd like to buy a fish license please."
And, (I had to do it)
The Philosopher's Song
Immanuel Kant was a real pissant
Who was very rarely stable.
Heidegger, Heidegger was a boozy beggar
Who could think you under the table.
David Hume could out-consume
Wilhelm Friedrich Hegel, [some versions have 'Schopenhauer and Hegel']
And Wittgenstein was a beery swine
Who was just as schloshed as Schlegel.
There's nothing Nietzsche couldn't teach ya
'Bout the raising of the wrist.
Socrates, himself, was permanently pissed.
John Stuart Mill, of his own free will,
On half a pint of shandy was particularly ill.
Plato, they say, could stick it away--
Half a crate of whisky every day.
Aristotle, Aristotle was a bugger for the bottle.
Hobbes was fond of his dram,
And René Descartes was a drunken fart.
'I drink, therefore I am.'
Yes, Socrates, himself, is particularly missed,
A lovely little thinker,
But a bugger when he's pissed.
(Yes, I had a sad, geeky, childhood [:D])
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