Okay folks. We GWCers have been through a lot together. But there’s one thing we’ve been remiss about and I think you all know what that is:
Dr. Seuss double entendre quotes.
(and this was Lady D’s idea by the way).
So let’s get to work people Do your jobs! (IYWIM).
Examples from Twitter where this all started yesterday:
From Top Gun: Every Ho down in Ho-ville liked Pants alot. But the Grinch, who lived just north of Ho-ville…did not!
“And they’re wearing their pants!” he snarled with a sneer.
“We all should be Pantsless, Revolution is near!”
Then he growled with his Grinch fingers nervously drumming,
“I MUST find some way to stop more pants from coming!”
IYKWIM
*Lady D is going to hell. I’m just along for the ride.
Won’t you wear green pants, my fan?
I will not wear them, Are-D-Em!
I will not wear pants in a boat.
I will not wear them in the moat.
I will not wear them here or there.
I will not wear them anywhere.
Would you wear them with a cat?
Would you wear them with the Shat?
Would you wear them as a Gorn?
Would you wear them for Cylon porn?
He was somewhat embrassed, with his pants set aside
Yes, his pants were not on him, and this tools did not hide
And the Whos down in Whoville did snicker and point
And made fun of his small hammer, and left him disjoint
But he did not shrink from their scornfulish gaze
Why should he feel down if his hammer-size did not amaze?
So he turned towards the onlookers and stood straight and tall
And he said “A hammer is a hammer, no matter how small (IYKWIM)”
Three thousand feet up! Up the side of Mt. Crumpit,
He rode with his load of Ho pants there to dump it!
“Po-Po to the Hos!” he was grinch-ish-ly humming.
"They’re finding out now that no pants will be coming!
"They’re just walking up! I know just what they’ll do!
"They’ll look for their pants for a minute or two
"Then every Ho down in Ho-ville will all cry No-No-No!
Two more contributors and we can reserve a table in hell.
On the fifteenth of May, in a jungle of poo,
in the heat of the day, in the cool of the goo,
He was splashing…enjoying projecting great joys,
When Horton the Cylophant heard a small noise.
(inspired by “The Sneetches”)
All the rest of the day on those wild screaming space-ships,
Cavill and Cottle were fixing up People.
Off again, on again, in again, out again,
through the goo-tubs and back round about again,
still paying money, still running through,
changing and downloading every minute or two,
until neither the Cylon(z) nor the Human-born knew
whether this one was that one or that one was this one
or which one was what one… or what one was who.
And now something from “One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish, Blue Fish”
One Cylon, two Cylon, red Cylon, goo Cylon.
Black Cylon, goo Cylon, old Cylon, new Cylon.
This one wants to see an exploding star.
This one has a raider named Scar. Say, what a lot of Cylons there are.
Yes. Some eyes are red. And some are in goo.
Some are old. And some are new. Some are sad. And some are glad.
And some, like Cavill, are very, very bad. Why are they sad and bad?
I do not know, Starbuck. Go ask your Dad.
awesomeness! pure awesomeness!!! though it will make it difficult to read the originals to my class with a straight face. “Ms D, are you okay? your face is turning purple!”
If you never did
You should.
Bad things are fun.
Bad things are good.
giggle
Thing One and Thing Two. Nuff said.
Well done. I had to check for a second there. I almost thot you were Pike there for a moment—so brief and concise.
Hop on Pop.
That line almost never works on my wife. :eek:
What? That always works…
I’ve said too much.
Bumping this thread in celebration of Dr. Suess’s birthday 
(thanks for the reminder Lady D)
One fish
Two fish
Red fish blew fish
Hmmm… I just recently bought “Mr. Brown Can Moo, How About You?” and now I’m not going to be able to think about in the same way again.
Happy Birthday, Theodor!
Need I say more?
