Sunday, 4 January 2009

Jukebox Monday [a little bit early]

Actually I started New Year with a drunken man in a Santa Claus costume giving me a fish kiss [I had my mouth tightly shut whilst his was optimistically open]. It wasn't the best way to start the year. Is it a sign of things to come? Or not to come? Why couldn't the man dressed as a fireman tried the same thing? Or possibly the Gladiator - he had a big sword. Why? Sorry, I'm a bit whiny, I am poorly as a result of all this overindulgence. And I have a cold. A proper one, not 'man-flu'.
Anyhow, there is no way I'm going to be out of bed to post a Jukebox tomorrow morning, so here goes... Wake up Scarlet...





26 comments:

Geoff said...

Do you have to carp on about that fish kiss?

scarlet-blue said...

Sorry Geoff, but there's never a good time or plaice for fish kisses... have a sole...
Sx

librarylizzie said...

Oh..Edward Tenpole Tudor....went to the same drama college as me....not at the same time, but our tutor would always wax lyrical about him.....

Happy NY, Ms S, hope you feel better soon....

BEAST said...

Ah me Tenpole Tudor , that was a much needed shot in the arm . You should have jumped on the fireman or the gladiator yourself Miss Scarlet , its the age of equality after all

The Dotterel said...

Right, it must be Jethro Tull next week surely?

Mind you, you wouldn't want Ian Anderson's dodgy dentistry giving youna fish or any other kind of kiss.

Gorilla Bananas said...

It must have been the drunk Santa who gave you the cold, Miss Scarlet. Next time consider an astronaut costume.

Kevin Musgrove said...

You'll have to dress as a reindeer next year. You'll be safe from Santa, it'd be too much like kissing the wife. You'd have an excuse to wear the fishnets, too.

scarlet-blue said...

Lizzie: I bet you might have guessed... but I had a crush on Mr Eddie... it was his legs. Or possibly his trousers.

Mr Beastie: Well, yes. And no. It's a sticky wicket isn't it? I kind of think it usually is the woman that makes the first move. I want a man to be a man; to come and take what he wants. At heart I am an old fashioned girl. Put it another way: I have lived and learnt.

Mr Dotts: I shall check out Jethro Tull... Erm, we'll see... but as it's you....
My tooth is behaving itself by the way, I have been most vigilent with my dental hygeine since the wisdom tooth last flared up.

Mr Bananas: I could wear a fish bowl on my head and my make-up would stay intact... although I may suffocate... but then the fireman could rescue me by giving me the kiss of life... oh the romance of it, the drama....

Kev: Hell Kev, you know very well that I don't need an excuse to wear fishnets...

Sx

mutleythedog said...

Had you considered nudity for these parties you are always going to?

xl said...

Thanks for the Tenpole Tudor reminder. Who Killed Bambi?, a personal favorite.

Here's hoping you get over the cold and back to non-fish kissing soon.

Gadjo Dilo said...

Tenpole Tudor, yes yes yes, what a great way for all us 40-somethings to start a new year!

Sorry to hear that all you got on New Year was the fish kiss: ... oh bollocks I can't think of any fish puns right now...

Dave said...

I didn't get a kiss of any sort this new year.

Nor the one before that.

Nor the three before that, come to think of it.

I must get out more.

PI said...

You know in the fifties the sign of a great kisser was a firm dry mouth. Anything more juicy had to be worked up to and earned - there was nothing instant about it and it tended to be - eventually - very passionate, lasting and meaningful.
When Gable gave the iconic kiss to Scarlett no spit was involved.

Famulus said...

Yeah for Jethro Tull. :-)

I've been on both ends of fish kisses over the years, but never knew that this is what they were called. No wonder they tasted salty.

I wish you full speed with the recovery.

And just for the record, Manflu is MUCH worse than a normal cold. We almost DIE...

Glamourpuss said...

Ew. Santa is a dirty old man. But firemen have long poles. I'm with you; fireman every time.

Feel better soon.

Puss

scarlet-blue said...

Mr Mutts: i think you're referring to a Roman orgy and not a party... but it's something to consider...

Mr XL: I've just twigged that XL means 'extra-large'... Sorry, I am a bit slow.
I toyed with 'Bambi'... so maybe sometime soon.

Gadj: We could have had octopuss? Trout pout? And gobble, gobble....

Dave: Oh come 'ere - mwah, mwah, mwah.... but don't catch my cold.

Pat: Yep, that's exactly how it should be... I've gone a bit silly now...

Fammy: I made up the name 'fish-kiss' cos that's what it's like. It's also like being assaulted by a wet plunger.

Puss: And firemen have long hoses and they are good at lifting. And shiny helmets. They have it all really...
I am feeling much better today... though I haven't actually moved around very much...

Sx

No Good Boyo said...

Eddie Tenpole has stopped singing airs and started putting them on as you can see in the cached article from The Chap:

http://209.85.229.132/search?q=cache:QUbFO7673vMJ:www.thechap.net/tudor.html+edward+tudor+pole+the+chap&hl=en&ct=clnk&cd=1&gl=uk&client=firefox-a

scarlet-blue said...

Mr Boyo: I think Russell Brand must have read the same link...there is nothing like a dandy.
I'm in total agreement with Eddie's views on trainers. Didn't he also go on to do The Crystal Maze?
Sx

xl said...

Oh, no. "XL" is no entendre, double or otherwise. It has no meaning, simply a moniker. :)

Dave said...

Mmmm. That was the nicest thing that's happened to me all year.

I kept my eyes closed, so I couldn't catch anything.

Misssy M said...

Ugh! I hate the random stranger fish kiss- managed to avoid all of that by being hideously ill all over New Year

Eryl Shields said...

This year, instead of allowing myself to be kissed (fish or otherwise) by desperate men I went round and kissed all the women. It is to be recommended.

CyberPete said...

So that's what it would feel like if kissed by a Dalek.

Disturbing.

scarlet-blue said...

Mr XL: Probably best if I don't wax lyrical about thermodynamics either then. I know nothing.

Dave: Play your cards right and I'm sure lots more nice things will happen over the course of the year....

Misssy: I think my New Year exploits have made me hideously ill... And I avoided shell-fish... I will start my New Year next week...

Eryl: Women don't fish-kiss do they? We know what cheeks are for...

Pete: Yes Pete... this is how an aquatic dalek, dressed as Santa, would introduce himself. All plunge and no real passion. Says it all really.

Sx

Donn Coppens said...

I am well pleased that you clarified what a fish kiss was. Being separated by a common language is not without it's little misunderstandings eh?

Regarding the other matter at hand I am dreadfully displeased to learn of your ailment. That totally sucks! Damn you rhinovirus!
The thing about viral incursions is that they have had a jump on us for a couple of billion years..always one step ahead..like the Split Enz song..and we'll never catch up and figure out how to destroy it without altercocking the 25 pounds of good viruses that we tote along in order to live.

Drink heavily and add a little water just to keep the Doctor happy.
Get Well Soon
XX OO

BEAST said...

I am not having that!
I have been random fish kissed by drunken girls.
You just need to go to the right(wrong) places