“I say in speeches that a plausible mission of artists is to make people appreciate being alive at least a little bit. I am then asked if I know of any artists who pulled that off. I reply, 'The Beatles did.”
― Kurt Vonnegut
Nah, he traveled just to try some Vodka-arrrrr. With caviarrrrrr, neturrrellee.
Yeah, mine deed 'ave a feeleeng that guy looked familiarrrrrr. The hat is a-wrong, BTW. A-kiddin'.
(ehm. Sorry for the accent.)
Nothing will get you dead quicker than being deadly serious about yourself.
This all reminds me of one of my favorite jokes to tell. You have to do your best Robert Newton/Long John Silver voice for best effect:
A young sailor steps into a harbor pub, and at the end of the bar leans THE prototype pirate: eye patch, hook, peg-leg, even the parrot on the shoulder. The young sailor says to himself, "I'll bet he has some tales to tell," and goes over to quiz the old buccaneer.
"Old man, how did you loose your leg?"
"Aaarg, twas a hurricane off the Ivory Coast. I was swept overboard and drifted for days. A shark came upon me and bit off me leg! Aarg!"
"And what happened to your arm?"
"Aaarg, a swordfight with the crew of a Spanish galleon. I killt seven of 'em, but one sliced me hand off clean. Aaarg."
"And your eye?"
"Aaarg, twas seagull ****, right into me eye!"
"Seagull ****? How could you loose your eye to seagull ****?"
"Aaarg, tweren't the ****, laddie, twas me first day with the hook!"
Aaaarrrgg!
Author: "The Rickenbacker Electric Bass - 50 Years As Rock's Bottom"
