In the Bleachers by Ben Zaehringer for January 10, 2010

Are you trying to send this game into OT? ————————- EMET The eagle has landed - with its tail feather stickin’ out of the sand

Up next: The Vikes.

Well I saw the thing comin’ out of the sky It had the one long horn, one big eye I commenced to shakin’ and I said “ooh-eee” It looks like a purple eater to me

It was a one-eyed, one-horned, flyin’ purple people eater (One-eyed, one-horned, flyin’ purple people eater) A one-eyed, one-horned, flyin’ purple people eater Sure looks strange to me (One eye?)

Well he came down to earth and he lit in a tree I said Mr. Purple People Eater, don’t eat me I heard him say in a voice so gruff I wouldn’t eat you cuz you’re so tough

It was a one-eyed, one-horned, flyin’ purple people eater One-eyed, one-horned flyin’ purple people eater One-eyed, one-horned, flyin’ purple people eater Sure looks strange to me (One horn?)

I said Mr. Purple People Eater, what’s your line He said it’s eatin’ purple people and it sure is fine But that’s not the reason that I came to land I wanna get a job in a rock and roll band

Well bless my soul, rock and roll, flyin’ purple people eater Pigeon-toed, undergrowed, flyin’ purple people eater (We wear short shorts) Flyin’ purple people eater Sure looks strange to me

And then he swung from the tree and he lit on the ground He started to rock, really rockin’ around It was a crazy ditty with a swingin’ tune Sing a boop boop aboopa lopa lum bam boom

Well bless my soul, rock and roll, flyin’ purple people eater Pigeon-toed, undergrowed, flyin’ purple people eater I like short shorts Flyin’ little people eater Sure looks strange to me (Purple People?)

And then he went on his way, and then what do ya know I saw him last night on a TV show He was blowing it out, a’really knockin’ em dead Playin’ rock and roll music through the horn in his head

(clarinet solo)

Tequila

BC - that was worse than one of “joe” doty’s long winded and “much ado about nothing”

FUNIG1 You obviously didn’t see the game tonight - or rather last night, but no matter. The post was intended for EMET - a Vikings fan. If you don’t like it, then scroll on, like I do for many of Joe’s comments.

Thank you Emet.

And now for another crusty, dusty, musty, moldy, goldie, oldie … yes a blast from the past:

She was afraid to come out of the locker, She was as nervous as she could be. She was afraid to come out of the locker, She was afraid that somebody would see! (Two, three, four, tell the people what she wore!)

It was an itsy bitsy teenie weenie yellow polka-dot bikini, That she wore for the first time today. An itsy bitsy teeny weenie yellow polka-dot bikini, So in the locker she wanted to stay! (Two, three, four, stick around we’ll tell ya more!)

She was afraid to come out in the open, And so a blanket around her she wore. She was afraid to come out in the open, And so she sat bundled up on the shore. (Two, three, four, tell the people what she wore!)

It was an itsy bitsy teenie weenie yellow polka-dot bikini, That she wore for the first time today. An itsy bitsy teeny weenie yellow polka-dot bikini, So in the blanket she wanted to stay! (Two, three, four, stick around we’ll tell ya more!)

Now she’s afraid to come of the water, And I wonder what she’s gonna do. Now she’s afraid to come out of the water, And the poor little girl’s turnin’ blue! (Two, three, four, tell the people what she wore!)

It was an itsy bitsy teenie weenie yellow polka-dot bikini, That she wore for the first time today. An itsy bitsy teeny weenie yellow polka-dot bikini, So in the water she wanted to stay!

From the locker to the blanket, From the blanket to the shore, From the shore to the water, Guess there isn’t any more!