In the latest …… supplied by Gene Wilder himself (ahem) ……
Gene Wilder (Venus Williams USA)
OOMPA-LOOMPAED OVER
The Liberty Bell (Jelena Jankovic SRB)
Later in the locker room, The Liberty Bell was treated for multiple cracks and contusions by loving, orange-faced Oompa Loompas, who comforted it with this little number:
Oompa loompa doopadee do
I’ve got another puzzle for you
Oompa loompa doopadah dee
If you are wise you’ll listen to me
What kind of bell cracks on its first ring?
A bell that’s not fit for anything
Who even made you, what is your prob?
Didn’t you see that deep-court lob?
The kind that can kill you
Oompa loompa doopadee dah
If you’re a good bell, you will go far
You will live in happiness too
Like the oompa loompa …… doopadee do!
The Liberty Bell just cried softly.
I am dying laughing at the latest Oompa-Loompa song.
Nil desperandum, my dear lady. Across the desert lies the promised land.
Goodbye, Mrs. [Bell]. Adieu. Aufwiedersehen. Gesundheit. Farewell.
Great song!
You know what cracks me up? *NSYNC, Gene Wilder, Google, or PostSecret will be crowned Best Thing Ever: America. Hahahahahahaha.
You know, sarah, I could go all metaphysical on that and say LOOK, look what America’s become, that the Best Thing Ever could be *NSYNC or Google.
But Gene Wilder, I have the love for him, so I have to admit that out of those things, I hope he’s crowned the Best Thing Ever.
I mean, if the Constitution or the Liberty Bell can’t be it.
Why you hatin’ on us, ricki? We can’t help that some 31-year-old housewife thinks we rock hard.
Well, folks, I pealed off my best shots, but things didn’t go my way. But in truth I don’t mind losing to Mr. Wilder because he is an excellent competitor and off the courts he’s just wonderful, always quick to crack me up by pretending he’s a wacky candy purveyor or a hapless deaf fellow. I don’t even know what I’m saying now.*
Thank you to everybody who supported me or at least felt o.k. with a bell playing tennis. I played hard, and now I’ll head back to the City of Brotherly Love to prepare for future games by dodging wackos chasing me with hammers and shouting paranoid gibberish.
*Inside joke for anybody who saw Jelena’s post match interview.
Today’s Fact – this is actually a tournament for Second Best Thing Ever: America, since the best thing ever, anywhere, is already Chuck Norris.
Ha ha, that sounds like one of those “Real Facts” under a Snapple cap.
How did I just make my boo-bye speech disappear? Tracey?
Whew–thought I screwed something up there.
So, Liberty Bell, if you actually did what you’re supposed to do, would you be the freedom ringer?
Kate P, I did see that. That was funny. “No… no… I don’t even know what I’m saying now.” Like, “Are these the right words to say that I don’t know what I’m saying in your crazy language?” I thought it was cute.
NF — You and my husband! This Chuck Norris fixation just killllls me! I guess you’ve read the “Chuck Norris Fact Sheet” then?
And how come nobody thought of Chuck Norris for best thing evah? We’re going to have to play again so Chuck Norris, John Wayne and Madeline Kahn get a shot.
Oh, annnnd Gilda Radner. (Why do I think of the good ones AFTER?)
The Chuck Norris thing is hysterical. Why, of all people, Chuck Norris? (Answer – Because Chuck Norris, that’s why.)
My favorite Chuck Norris Fact – there is no such thing as global warming; Chuck Norris was cold so he turned up the sun.