Guys, seriously. Seriously. Fer serios.
May. 10th, 2010 01:47 pmI believe without a doubt that the devil played that fiddle better than Johnny, who, let's face it, relied on corny phrases and yee-haw chords to win a contest that was clearly rigged from the start.
Let the defriending begin.
(I MEAN COME ON, IT MADE AN EVIL HISS AND FIRE FLEW FROM HIS FINGERTIPS AS HE RESINED UP HIS BOW. He hadn't even started playing that golden fiddle yet and fire was all shooting out in anticipation of some Lucifer hoe-down. And I'm sorry, but chickens in the bread pans picking out dough is disgusting. Hadn't Granny heard of salmonella? RIGGED CONTEST.)
Last, the most ridiculous question I've seen today: "What can I do with leftover wine?" LOL!! OMG, there's no such thing as leftover wine, whaaaaaat?
this post brought to you by the general feeling that a little levity would do some good, zomg
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Date: 2010-05-10 06:53 pm (UTC)The Devil's in the House of the Rising Sun *Squeedledee-squeedledee-deedledeedee!*
Chicken in the bread pan pickin' at dough
Granny does your dog bite? No child, no!
*squeedle-deedle-deedledeedle Squeedle-deedle-etcX10*
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Date: 2010-05-10 06:57 pm (UTC)*dances a jig* You meeeeeeeeeeet another and PBBLT! you were gone.
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Date: 2010-05-10 06:58 pm (UTC)dun dun dundedun duhdundundun doodoodooodoodoodoodoodoodoodoodoododooododoodo
vvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvv boht both both SWWWWIIIIIIIII
Sounds so much better than askin' anybody's Granny *anything* that it's pointless to compare.
Something tells me that after the Devil heard Johnny's song, he didn't bow his head because he'd been beat, but because he realized Johnny didn't have any soul to steal.
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Date: 2010-05-10 07:07 pm (UTC)I ♥ you
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Date: 2010-05-10 07:29 pm (UTC)What I meant to say is I love the 'quixotic hamster in a helmet'.
Levity is good. I want enough to help me float away.
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Date: 2010-05-10 07:37 pm (UTC)Oh, I agree. A thousand times agree. I don't remember the first time I heard that song, but I do remember being so surprised at how it ended. I honestly expected Johnny to get dragged down to hell, because it was so clear to me that the devil won the contest. :-)
"What can I do with leftover wine?"
These words make no sense to me.
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Date: 2010-05-10 07:38 pm (UTC)aaaaaaaaand then all of my inlaws judged me. WHOOPS!
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Date: 2010-05-10 07:55 pm (UTC)(And really, am I the only one that can get the original cork back in? Or am I some kind of tacky asshole for doing that? Is it because I picked my nose with the cork first? You can tell me.)
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Date: 2010-05-10 07:39 pm (UTC)Huh. Leftover wine? I'm not familiar with this mythical occurrence.
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Date: 2010-05-10 07:43 pm (UTC)Also, I googled, there's no such thing as "leftover wine".
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Date: 2010-05-10 08:31 pm (UTC)As for leftover wine... Wine Jelly. It's really good and cooling on a hot summer day.
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Date: 2010-05-10 09:46 pm (UTC)At least there was a second part written to the story, the Devil comes back and takes a much older Johnny up on his offer of a rematch (Now Devil just come on back if you ever wanna try again). Thing is.. Johnny's out of practice. BADLY out of practice. And song number 2 does not tell us how the contest ends...
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Date: 2010-05-10 09:27 pm (UTC)So, kid, you're the best that's ever been...and you're gambling your soul against a shiny fiddle that's unplayable. Sure, you could sell it as a curiosity (and the money that you earn from selling it will probably be cursed, since you got the violin from the Devil). But if you keep it, it's not going to help you play any better. In fact, you'll probably sound worse.
Also, the violin was once called "the devil's instrument." Ergo, you obviously are not playing better than the guy the instrument was DESIGNED for.
Personally, I think that the Devil figured your soul was too weak and puny to be worth taking, so he decided to maximize on damnation by giving you a present straight from Hell that would destroy anyone it came in contact with.
And you fell for it, Johnny. You dumbass.
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Date: 2010-05-10 09:50 pm (UTC)This sentence makes about as much sense as such ridic phrases as "extra cake" or "unnecessary hot boykissing" or "robert downey jr has been naked too often lately".
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Date: 2010-05-10 10:26 pm (UTC)EVER.
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Date: 2010-05-10 10:08 pm (UTC)Also, just spent forever at you other post and SOME PEOPLE, MAN.
As far as fancy ass fiddlin' goes, I prefer a banjo, that's real playing. I'm just sayin'.
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Date: 2010-05-10 11:08 pm (UTC)God, it's like no one knows anything anymore.
BANJO. That's my dream instrument, trufax.
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Date: 2010-05-10 11:03 pm (UTC)*falls over*
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Date: 2010-05-10 11:07 pm (UTC)...won't someone think of the baby Satan? He lost his golden fiddle! His GRANDPA gave him that!
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Date: 2010-05-10 11:56 pm (UTC)But who would win in a violin contest between the Devil and Emilie Autumn?
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Date: 2010-05-11 12:43 am (UTC)A: Drink it, fool.