>> his habit of impersonating Ethel Merman<
> "How deep is the ocean
> How high is the sky"
> ~ strange how potent cheap music can be...
> Forsooth and 'zounds, a cull-cracking carbonado of calcitrant quibbles,
> Candice, from which I would only excoriate the pleonastic "the" before "hoi
> polloi".
> Ahoi there!
> Martin
Ho ho ho and a bottle of rum to _you_, First Matey!
But shore, leave us not forget the only Enya lyric that ever made any sense:
"sail away, sail away, sail away"--
Candice
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