3/13/2009

10 Responses to “iowahawk: National Me Day”

1. Iowahawk is not funny.

   Official Internet Data Office (9055f6) — 3/13/2009 @ 9:55 am

   
   

2. You have no sense of humor.

   nk (31b2d3) — 3/13/2009 @ 10:01 am

   
   

3. Iowahawk is still not funny.

   Official Internet Data Office (9055f6) — 3/13/2009 @ 10:20 am

   
   

4. Iowahawk isn’t merely funny. He is flipping hilarious. Too bloody right he deserves his own day.

   Vivian Louise (c0f830) — 3/13/2009 @ 10:24 am

   
   

5. Iowahawk could be the Lenny Bruce of our day – biting sarcasm with an underlayer of “they can’t be this stupid, can they?”.

   AD - RtR/OS (5c10b1) — 3/13/2009 @ 10:41 am

   
   

6. iowhawk’s a badass, and I’m not even a conservative. It’s good to have sharp voices on the other side to keep your people honest.

   Leviticus (43095b) — 3/13/2009 @ 10:49 am

   
   

7. Someone wanna swing by Peoria and pick me up for this gathering? 🙂

   Scott Jacobs (90ff96) — 3/13/2009 @ 11:41 am

   
   

8. I Can Has Old Memez?

   Jim Treacher (796deb) — 3/13/2009 @ 1:35 pm

   
   

9. OMG. I never disagree with you, Data Office. Except here. Iowahawk’s takeoff on literary giants was like, the funniest thing I ever read. I laughed, I cried, then I laughed again. My first visit there.

   There’s warm bodies who write and read and hang around the internets. Then there’s Iowahawk. With this, from all, to him, from us. Everyone says:

   You’re the top!
   You’re the Coliseum.
   You’re the top!
   You’re the Louvre Museum.
   You’re a melody from a symphony by Strauss
   You’re a Bendel bonnet,
   A Shakespeare’s sonnet,
   You’re Mickey Mouse.
   You’re the Nile,
   You’re the Tower of Pisa,
   You’re the smile on the Mona Lisa
   I’m a worthless check, a total wreck, a flop,
   But if, baby, I’m the bottom you’re the top!

   Your words poetic are not pathetic.
   On the other hand, babe, you shine,
   And I can feel after every line
   A thrill divine
   Down my spine.
   Now gifted humans like Vincent Youmans
   Might think that your song is bad,
   But I got a notion
   I’ll second the motion
   And this is what I’m going to add;

   You’re the top!
   You’re Mahatma Gandhi.
   You’re the top!
   You’re Napoleon Brandy.
   You’re the purple light
   Of a summer night in Spain,
   You’re the National Gallery
   You’re Garbo’s salary,
   You’re cellophane.
   You’re sublime,
   You’re turkey dinner,
   You’re the time, the time of a Derby winner
   I’m a toy balloon that’s fated soon to pop
   But if, baby, I’m the bottom,
   You’re the top!

   You’re the top!
   You’re an arrow collar
   You’re the top!
   You’re a Coolidge dollar,
   You’re the nimble tread
   Of the feet of Fred Astaire,
   You’re an O’Neill drama,

   You’re Whistler’s mama!

   You’re camembert.

   You’re a rose,
   You’re Inferno’s Dante,

   You’re the nose
   On the great Durante.
   I’m just in a way,
   As the French would say, “de trop”.
   But if, baby, I’m the bottom,
   You’re the top!

   You’re the top!
   You’re a dance in Bali.
   You’re the top!
   You’re a hot tamale.
   You’re an angel, you,
   Simply too, too, too diveen,
   You’re a Boticcelli,
   You’re Keats,
   You’re Shelly!

   You’re Ovaltine!
   You’re a boom,
   You’re the dam at Boulder,
   You’re the moon,
   Over Mae West’s shoulder,
   I’m the nominee of the G.O.P.

   Or GOP!

   But if, baby, I’m the bottom,
   You’re the top!

   You’re the top!
   You’re a Waldorf salad.
   You’re the top!
   You’re a Berlin ballad.
   You’re the boats that glide
   On the sleepy Zuider Zee,
   You’re an old Dutch master,

   You’re Lady Astor,
   You’re broccoli!
   You’re romance,
   You’re the steppes of Russia,
   You’re the pants, on a Roxy usher,
   I’m a broken doll, a fol-de-rol, a blop,

   But if, baby, I’m the bottom,
   You’re the top!

   love,
   VN & most of the internet ……….

   Vermont Neighbor (229b93) — 3/13/2009 @ 4:09 pm

   
   

10. A cool dude in a loose mood, indeed.

    A smallish gathering last night – maybe about a dozen fawning admirers – but Mr Burge kept us all entertained with stories about his meeting Ed “Big Daddy” Roth and many other “you hadda be there”-type topics.

    Showed up late and had to leave early – family obligations – but it was an evening to remember.

    MrJimm (cb3046) — 3/14/2009 @ 12:54 pm