“Failed to prevent”? Looks like someone’s been using the time machine again.
tune: “Jingle Bells,” James Lord Pierpont, 1857
I failed to
Prevent cer-
Tain non-optimal
Circumstances and that led to blood shedding over all
Hey!
I failed to
Prevent cer-
Tain non-optimal
Circumstances, so I fear
I oppose you after all
When Prop 39
Qualified, I thought
Finally, some rights for me
And my fellow humans-not
Then I went ahead
To a future time
Saw a mess, and that led, I guess,
To a total change of mind
Woe!
I failed to
Prevent cer-
Tain non-optimal
Circumstances and that led to blood shedding over all
Hey!
I failed to
Prevent cer-
Tain non-optimal
Circumstances, so I fear
I can’t date you after all
O circumstance, O circumstance …
Non-optimal, I look askance …
When Virginia met … with Project Skin Horse,
Then she and Tip … would hook up, of course!
But now Dr. Wilkin … must see if he can
Out-mojo Artie, the gerbil-man!
They dined on tacos … out by the sea,
Then dancing, and lectures … on mycology!
Artie and Tip … each try to out-do!
But we’re left wondering, who’s playing who?
[CHORUS:]
Circumstance, O Circumstance!
Less than optimal!
Pro-po-si-tion Thir-ty-Nine,
Bringing rights to all!
Then Tip asked Artie, “Why are we opposed?
You’d be supportive, one would suppose!”
Artie said, “Well, good intentions were meant,
But circumstances, I failed to prevent!”
An “underground” movement … is coming, you see!
It’s here in Colma … and not Berkeley!
As nonhuman bloodshed … they try to prevent,
Tip’s coat has now become sapient!
Why do I feel that Artie is about to play the “confess-all” card? It’s beginning to sound like his sewer-dwelling, carnivorous, glurching chicken is coming home to roost. And Tip thought it was hard to get U.N.I.T.Y. out of his coat . . .
MORALLY COMPLICATED POLITICS! Come here, oh my sweet! How dearly have I missed you.
(And, you come with two amazingly attractive males! You do care!)
… Don’t look at me like that, Shaenon’n’Jeffrey. You brought this on yourselves.
“Failed to prevent”? Looks like someone’s been using the time machine again.
tune: “Jingle Bells,” James Lord Pierpont, 1857
I failed to
Prevent cer-
Tain non-optimal
Circumstances and that led to blood shedding over all
Hey!
I failed to
Prevent cer-
Tain non-optimal
Circumstances, so I fear
I oppose you after all
When Prop 39
Qualified, I thought
Finally, some rights for me
And my fellow humans-not
Then I went ahead
To a future time
Saw a mess, and that led, I guess,
To a total change of mind
Woe!
I failed to
Prevent cer-
Tain non-optimal
Circumstances and that led to blood shedding over all
Hey!
I failed to
Prevent cer-
Tain non-optimal
Circumstances, so I fear
I can’t date you after all
If zombies are citizens, they can be prosecuted for murder.
And if not, they are subjects of the emperor, and he can do with them however he pleases.
So long as “however he pleases” is commonly associated with a GLURCH sound effect.
So long as “however he pleases” is commonly accompanied by a GLURCH sound.
I must remember that “script timeout” doesn’t mean “failed to post” in future.
(TUNE: “Snoopy’s Christmas”, The Royal Guardsmen)
O circumstance, O circumstance …
Non-optimal, I look askance …
When Virginia met … with Project Skin Horse,
Then she and Tip … would hook up, of course!
But now Dr. Wilkin … must see if he can
Out-mojo Artie, the gerbil-man!
They dined on tacos … out by the sea,
Then dancing, and lectures … on mycology!
Artie and Tip … each try to out-do!
But we’re left wondering, who’s playing who?
[CHORUS:]
Circumstance, O Circumstance!
Less than optimal!
Pro-po-si-tion Thir-ty-Nine,
Bringing rights to all!
Then Tip asked Artie, “Why are we opposed?
You’d be supportive, one would suppose!”
Artie said, “Well, good intentions were meant,
But circumstances, I failed to prevent!”
An “underground” movement … is coming, you see!
It’s here in Colma … and not Berkeley!
As nonhuman bloodshed … they try to prevent,
Tip’s coat has now become sapient!
[repeat CHORUS]
I have to wonder what UNITY nano-ichor would do to leather… or even wool or cotton. All once-living things…
Why do I feel that Artie is about to play the “confess-all” card? It’s beginning to sound like his sewer-dwelling, carnivorous, glurching chicken is coming home to roost. And Tip thought it was hard to get U.N.I.T.Y. out of his coat . . .
Stop being such a bloodist, Artie.
You mean it’s possible for the nominal oppressed underclass to turn into vicious monsters in turn? Wells old bean, you’re a credit to your namesake.