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| Robey |
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soupysales wrote:
Here is a joke for Sergio Iriarte:
Here is a joke for YOU, KUH...
Oh, wait a minute..you ARE the joke! |
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| Ajax |
Thanks for the articulate and refined response, Soupy. Take care!
BTW, Soupy Sales was a phenomena restricted mostly to Michigan, specifically the SE part of the state. Who do we know from the RCH that would meet that criteria? |
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| fantayzya |
I'm finding it ever so reassuring that despite my reservations about leaving them, knowing how tight a hold is kept on those rings through their noses used to lead them like cattle,(feel free to go somewhere with the 'Bull' reference possible here)that they are still able to function at least to some degree without so many of the 'commoners' that they once called 'esteemed'
Who'dah thunk they could survive? I'm sure the 'martial law' edict will be revoked soon and someone other than a 'bartender' will be able to have an original thought beyond "Can I get help with breakfast?" or "While in Vegas do I have to dress like Elvis? and where's the best buffet?"
To know that they will be just fine (though repressed) without the likes of some of the 'commoners' they've exiled, or forced to choose to leave, does my heart good. Knowing I don't have to worry about them and that they don't want my concern means I too can move on and in fact forget the time I now see was wasted there with a clear concience.
I have only one question...Francine? should we send them a bill for all the work done?
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| Peggo |
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Ajax wrote:
Thanks for the articulate and refined response, Soupy. Take care!
BTW, Soupy Sales was a phenomena restricted mostly to Michigan, specifically the SE part of the state. Who do we know from the RCH that would meet that criteria?
Actually, Soupy Sales was very popular in New York too. I recall the time he told all the kiddies to go into their parents' wallets and send him the green paper inside. Big trouble for Soupy over that one.
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| Ajax |
I get a yuk out of the Disney Spirit questions. They've just about run out of the 'What's Your Favorite Food' genre, and I expect stuff like 'Miami Vice- Sonny or Rico?' to begin appearing soon.
It's like watching 'Family Feud' for the free-thought impaired.
Survey Says- Losers!!! |
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| Ajax |
Peggo-
No kidding! I remember the incident, but I didn't know that he struck that far East.
We used to catch 'Lunch With Soupy' on WXYZ in Detroit when we were home sick from school. Guy was always serving Campbells Tomato Soup and Grilled Cheese Samdwiches. I can still do a decent 'White Fang/Black Tooth' imitation. |
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| Peggo |
I used to get to come home for lunch and had lunch with Soupy everyday! Ah memories. Remember Philo Kvetch? |
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| Coastalwader |
quote:
Ajax wrote:
Thanks for the articulate and refined response, Soupy. Take care!
BTW, Soupy Sales was a phenomena restricted mostly to Michigan, specifically the SE part of the state. Who do we know from the RCH that would meet that criteria?
Soupy was known all across the country. Didn't his kids show air on network?
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| Peggo |
quote:
fantayzya wrote:
I'm finding it ever so reassuring that despite my reservations about leaving them, knowing how tight a hold is kept on those rings through their noses used to lead them like cattle,(feel free to go somewhere with the 'Bull' reference possible here)that they are still able to function at least to some degree without so many of the 'commoners' that they once called 'esteemed'
Who'dah thunk they could survive? I'm sure the 'martial law' edict will be revoked soon and someone other than a 'bartender' will be able to have an original thought beyond "Can I get help with breakfast?" or "While in Vegas do I have to dress like Elvis? and where's the best buffet?"
To know that they will be just fine (though repressed) without the likes of some of the 'commoners' they've exiled, or forced to choose to leave, does my heart good. Knowing I don't have to worry about them and that they don't want my concern means I too can move on and in fact forget the time I now see was wasted there with a clear concience.
I have only one question...Francine? should we send them a bill for all the work done?
This is something that still boggles my mind. The devotion they expected for free!!! |
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| Peggo |
I saw Soupy in WDW a few years ago. There was a pretty big crowd waiting for him. |
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| Peggo |
By the way, do you all know how he got the name Soupy Sales? |
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| Ajax |
Lord, I thought we had Soupy all to ourselves! Next thing, you guys will be telling me that you know who Bob Seger and Ted Nugent are!
We lived too far away to run home at lunch, peggo. Besides, if we finished eating early, it was often suggested that we walk next door to the church and pray for our doomed souls! |
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| Dab |
quote:
Robey wrote:
Here is a joke for YOU, KUH...
Oh, wait a minute..you ARE the joke!
Are you sure that was KUH?? Had a little tint of DV's writing in there also. |
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| Señor Sñap |
Silly me, I thought this was soupy sales. |
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| Peggo |
LOL. Close! |
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| Lunarlady |
I intend to take issue with the following statement:
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soupysales wrote:
2) The piece of shit has a bigger cock
A piece of shit is not a living, self-reproducing animal. It is an inanimate object, therefore it cannot have a cock, vagina or any other reproductive organ. |
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| Peggo |
Consider the source. |
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| Lunarlady |
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Peggo wrote:
Consider the source.
I DO consider the source, Peggo. I just presumed the source was ignorant and I was educating him/her. It is physically impossible for a piece of shit to have a functional cock, therefore a piece of shit cannot have a cock bigger than any male's cock. |
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| Lunarlady |
I also like saying that word. (I knew you were gonna ask!) LOL!!! :D :D :D :D |
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| Peggo |
Well, then again, there is Mr Hankey! LOL |
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| Ajax |
Wouldn't you love to know who these 'Mystery Posters' really are? Are they RCH people, or are they just clowns who know what's going on, don't care either way, and drop in to stir the pot now & then?
I've seen that happen on RADP numerous times. Somebody opens a thread titled 'New Fast Pass Policy', and then details what he/she has in mind for your sister, or what they did to Cinderella on one of the CRT tables.
I know people who visit sites, drop a grumpy in the punchbowl, then sit back and watch the fun. Sometimes I'm convinced that is what we're dealing with here. The 'styles' of the various players aren't hard to copy.
As for KUH & his family receiving 'death threats', it could have been anyone that lifted his e-mail addy off of RADP, the RCH, or his business card, for that matter, and decided to fuss with his head. Sending an e-mail from a Yahoo or Hotmail box thru a proxy server is child’s play, and virtually untraceable. So that's a dead horse, but won't stop him from playing the martyr.
Bottom line is, I think there are some third party miscreants on the loose that enjoy jerking our chains whenever Ri-Ri or her minions cut loose with something stoopid. And it's hard to sort them out of the mix.
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| Lunarlady |
quote:
Peggo wrote:
Well, then again, there is Mr Hankey! LOL
OMG!! We're on the same wavelength!!!
LOL!!!! :D :D :D |
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| Tink *~*~* |
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Ajax wrote:
Bottom line is, I think there are some third party miscreants on the loose that enjoy jerking our chains whenever Ri-Ri or her minions cut loose with something stoopid. And it's hard to sort them out of the mix.
You don't have to sort them out. Isn't it enough to know that someone is yanking your chain and enjoying your reactions?
And by the way, if it is indeed one of the players from RCH, don't you just love the irony?
1) figured out all by themselves that in order to answer VB at all, they had to come over here to do it
2) coming over here means having to rub shoulders with the "commoners" |
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| Robey |
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Dab wrote:Are you sure that was KUH?? Had a little tint of DV's writing in there also.
No, but it doesnt matter. They (YKW, KUH) are all the same now. They are all asses. Get one, get 'em all. He got the message, that was my only intent. |
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| Crank |
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Robey wrote:
No, but it doesnt matter. They (YKW, KUH) are all the same now. They are all asses. Get one, get 'em all. He got the message, that was my only intent.
With the obvious "hangups" SS has one wonders what the purpose of his/her frequenting the *other* boards is.
Some sort of "closet" something-or-other? |
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| Dab |
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Tink *~*~* wrote:
You don't have to sort them out. Isn't it enough to know that someone is yanking your chain and enjoying your reactions?
And by the way, if it is indeed one of the players from RCH, don't you just love the irony?
1) figured out all by themselves that in order to answer VB at all, they had to come over here to do it
2) coming over here means having to rub shoulders with the "commoners"
Sort of ironic they had to "lower" themselves last night to talk to the everyday commoner LOL |
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| Crank |
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Dab wrote:
Sort of ironic they had to "lower" themselves last night to talk to the everyday commoner LOL
And their "class" shone right through!:D
Pardon me while I find a stick to get them off my shoe... |
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| Tink *~*~* |
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Crank wrote:
And their "class" shone right through!:D
Pardon me while I find a stick to get them off my shoe...
you sure that thing on your shoe isn't your...oh, never mind! |
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| fabdisbabe |
I think he's just, um, "compensating".
Michelle
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| phamton |
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Peggo wrote:
By the way, do you all know how he got the name Soupy Sales?
In 1953, a struggling young comedian and radio personality named Soupy Hines, tired of eking out a living doing stand-up gigs at clubs around the Cincinnati area, acted on a tip from a friend and drove to Detroit in the hope of finding work in television. Born Milton Supman -- "Soupy" was a childhood nickname suggested by a Southern pronunciation of his last name, and the surname "Hines" was an adopted reference to the Hines Soup Company -- Hines had some experience in the new medium, having hosted a teenage dance show and an evening interview/comedy program in Cincinnati, but the job he landed at TV station WXYZ in Detroit was unlike anything he'd tried before: hosting a daily lunchtime show for children.
Soupy's popularity grew through his years of hosting a daily show in Detroit, a noontime program on the ABC network, and an early evening spot for KABC in Los Angeles, and by the time he settled into a weekday slot at New York's WNEW-TV in 1964, so had his audience.
Soupy also became something else -- like Bob Hope before him and Johnny Carson after him, Soupy was often identified as the putative source of anonymous bits of salacious schoolyard humor. Due in large part to the free-wheeling, improvisational nature of his live show (as exemplified by his notorious "little green pieces of paper" broadcast on New Year's Day in 1965) he acquired a false reputation for sneaking all sorts of barely-disguised sexual innuendo and four-letter words into his program from kids who swore those dirty jokes they were telling had come straight from Soupy's mouth. The risqué gags attributed to Soupy over the years include the following:
Soupy's telling the joke: "What starts with 'F' and ends with 'UCK'? A fire truck!"
Soupy's singing a ditty entitled "If you see Kay . . ."
Soupy's playing a game with White Fang in which the dog grunts the alphabet but consistently misidentifies the letter 'F' as the letter 'K' until Soupy blurts out in mock exasperation: "Everytime I see 'F,' you see 'K'!"
Soupy's telling his audience: "I climbed up a tree and kissed my girl between the limbs."
Soupy's exclaiming: "My wife can't cook, but she sure can cream my banana!"
Soupy's announcing: "I took my wife to a baseball game -- I kissed her on the strikes, and she kissed me on the balls."
As Soupy himself explained in his autobiography, none of this was anything he could have gotten away with on television in the mid-1960s and still have remained on the air:
" . . . about those myths. There were all these other things I was supposed to have said, like "What begins with 'F' and ends with 'UCK' . . . a firetruck," or, "I took my wife to the ball game and kissed her on the strikes and she kissed me on the balls," or, "My wife is a great cook, she makes great pies -- I eat her cherry and she eats my banana." And people would swear that I said it! Now, you know that in those days you couldn't say nuthin' [like that on television].
I got so annoyed at these stories that I used to have a standing offer of ten thousand dollars cash to anyone who could prove that I said any of the things that people claim I've said. Look, at every TV station, whether you know it or not, there's a little spool in the master machine in engineering that records everything that's said, everything that goes on. And believe me, if I said half the things I'm supposed to have said, they would be on some blooper record making the rounds."
For the true story of when he asked for kids to send money (which did actually happen) see:
http://www.snopes.com/radiotv/tv/soupy1.htm
Bev |