As soon as I got into my office this morning, I couldn't stop singing that "Scarborough Fair" song, specifically just the "Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme..." part. Which reminds me of this episode of The Muppet Show with Paul Simon where Miss Piggy is dressed as a Medieval Princess and singing (and eventually screaming, as the pig is wont to do) those lyrics. Good times.
Speaking of Miss Piggy, I went looking to see if I could find a picture of her in a Princess outfit, and instead I found (be forewarned, this link is not safe for work) this. Miss Piggy had a wardrobe malfunction! A Nip Slip! She was the Paris Hilton of her day. God, I take that back, Miss Piggy is so much cooler than Paris will ever be. Miss Piggy is whom Paris aspires to be, on her most wishful days, when she can raise her head out of some random man's crotch and dream of things bigger than having Tara Reid's career.
So yeah anyway, I was so disturbed by Miss Piggy-Boob I used a random Animal picture instead, where he seems to be either doing the Frug or pretending to be Carson Kressley. It amused me.
Does this post have a point, you're asking yourself. Well, does it need one, I ask back. I've got a goddamned Simon & Garfunkel tune running through my brain and I need to vent!
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