The Official K'ehleyr Mayhem And Chaos Thread (BYOB)

[trekkiedane]

Trekkiedane, welcome my friend. Chech'tluth for you
And honour us with a song from your land.

Ah! smokin' drinks -so better than that iced stuff from Earth!

Rabalderstræde
er en gade
hvor den slet slet ikke får for lidt
for der sprut i stride strømme
og lamperne går aldrig ud
og der sker tingelingelater
når tumberne de ruller sig ud.

Frække chicks og friske fyre
drøner rundt og spiller dyre
kom og ta' mig.​

(Loosely translates to something like this: Noise street is a street where nothing's too small 'cause there's torrents of booze and the lights are never out and 'things' happen when the fools start their fun. - Foxy chicks and horny guys running 'round and playing to the gallery -come and take me)

 

[K'Ehleyr]

And should be sung whilst holding a bottle in a brown paper bag

Only if it's Vodka.

Hmm.... Vodka and Bloodwine. I think I'm trying to kill myself.

Waits for CC to pass out and puts him in a compromising position with Plec under the fern in the corner *walks quietly away*

 

[CorporalClegg]

Mmm... Waaarrrmm...

/Homer

 

[K'Ehleyr]

Trekkiedane, welcome my friend. Chech'tluth for you
And honour us with a song from your land.

Ah! smokin' drinks -so better than that iced stuff from Earth!

Rabalderstræde
er en gade
hvor den slet slet ikke får for lidt
for der sprut i stride strømme
og lamperne går aldrig ud
og der sker tingelingelater
når tumberne de ruller sig ud.​

Frække chicks og friske fyre
drøner rundt og spiller dyre​

kom og ta' mig.​

(Loosely translates to something like this: Noise street is a street where nothing's too small 'cause there's torrents of booze and the lights are never out and 'things' happen when the fools start their fun. - Foxy chicks and horny guys running 'round and playing to the gallery -come and take me)

Skal! Fills up the glasses and...

SONG IN PRAISE OF ALE

bunch of grapes,
To the strong barley ear;
The weak wine no longer
The laurel shall wear.

Sack and all drinks else,
Desist from the strife ;
Ale's the only aqua vitae
And liquor of life.

Then come, my boon fellows,
Let's drink it around ;
It keeps us from the grave
Though it lays us on ground.

Ale's a physician,
No mountebank bragger ;
Can cure the chill ague,
Though it be with the stagger.

Ale's a strong wrestler,
Flingst all it hath met;
And makes the ground slippery,
Though it be not wet.

" London Chanticleer, 1659."

 

[trekkiedane]

SO, who do I have to boink to get a re-fill?

Edit: Oh, there's one already here -didn't see that one coming! - Quite stealthy those cloacked Klingon drinks...

2nd edit: *hickups*

A long time ago, way back in history,
when all there was to drink was nothin but cups of tea.
Along came a man by the name of Charlie Mops,
and he invented a wonderful drink and he made it out of hops.

He must have been an admiral a sultan or a king,
and to his praises we shall always sing.
Look what he has done for us he's filled us up with cheer!
Lord bless Charlie Mops, the man who invented beer beer beer
tiddly beer beer beer.

The Curtis bar, the James' Pub, the Hole in the Wall as well
one thing you can be sure of, its Charlie's beer they sell
so all ye lads a lasses at eleven O'clock ye stop
for five short seconds, remember Charlie Mops
1 2 3 4 5

He must have been an admiral a sultan or a king,
and to his praises we shall always sing.
Look what he has done for us he's filled us up with cheer!
Lord bless Charlie Mops, the man who invented beer beer beer
tiddly beer beer beer.

A barrel of malt, a bushel of hops, you stir it around with a stick,
the kind of lubrication to make your engine tick.
40 pints of wallop a day will keep away the quacks.
Its only eight pence hapenny and one and six in tax,
1 2 3 4 5

He must have been an admiral a sultan or a king,
and to his praises we shall always sing.
Look what he has done for us he's filled us up with cheer!
Lord bless Charlie Mops, the man who invented beer beer beer
tiddly beer beer beer.

The Lord bless Charlie Mops!​

Skål!

 

[K'Ehleyr]

SO, who do I have to boink to get a re-fill?

Edit: Oh, there's one already here -didn't see that one coming! - Quite stealthy those cloacked Klingon drinks...

Jug of Finagle's Folly over here for the impatient one.
Joins TD for jokes...

 

[trekkiedane]

Oh my! -it's green!

 

[CorporalClegg]

Margarita?

 

[trekkiedane]

Margarita?

Nah, that stuff K'ehleyr just brought!

 

[Plecostomus]

Mmm... Waaarrrmm...

/Homer

mmm... Jenifer...

 

[trekkiedane]

Ewww...


More drinking - more singing

Es hatte ein Bauer ein schönes Weib,
Die blieb so gerne zu Haus,
Sie bat oft ihren lieben Mann,
Er sollt doch fahren hinaus,
Er sollte doch fahren ins Heu,
Er sollte doch fahren ins |: hahaha :| Heu,
Juchhei, juchhei, juchhei,
Er sollte doch fahren ins Heu,

Der Bauer dachte in seinem Sinn:
Die hat mir was auf dem Rohr!
Wart, wart ich schirre die Rappen zum Schein,
Und stell mich hinter das Tor.
Will sagen, ich fahre ins Heu,
Will sagen, ich fahre ins |: hahaha :| Heu,
Juchhei, juchhei, juchhei,
Will sagen, ich fahre ins Heu,

Da kommt geschlichen ein Reitersknecht
Zum jungen Weibe hinein,
Und sie umfängt gar freundlich ihn,
Gab stracks ihr'n Willen darein.
Mein Mann ist gefahren ins Heu,
Mein Mann ist gefahren ins |: hahaha :| Heu,
Juchhei, juchhei, juchhei,
Mein Mann ist gefahren ins Heu,

Er faßte sie um ihr Gürtelband
Und schwang sie hin und her;
Der Mann, der hinter dem Haustor stand,
Ganz zornig trat er herfür:
"Ich bin nicht gefahren ins Heu!"
"Ich bin nicht gefahren ins |: hahaha :| Heu!"
Juchhei, juchhei, juchhei
Er ist nicht gefahren ins Heu!

"Ach trauter herzallerliebster Mann,
Vergib mir diesen Fehl!
Ich will ja herzen und lieben dich,
Will kochen dir Mus und Mehl.
Ich dachte, du wärest ins Heu.
Ich dachte, du wärest ins |: hahaha :| Heu,
Juchhei, juchhei, juchhei
Ich dachte, du wärest ins Heu,

Ich dachte, du warest ins...
|: Ha ha ha, ha ha ha, ha ha ha, ha :|
Ins Heu!"

Und wenn ich gleich gefahren wär
Ins Heu und Haberstrohn,
So sollst du nun und nimmermehr
Einen anderen lieben also.
Da fahre der Teufel ins Heu!
Da fahre der Teufel ins |: hahaha :| Heu!
Juchhei, juchhei, juchhei
Da fahre der Teufel ins Heu!

Und der euch dieses Liedlein sang,
Der wird es singen noch oft,
Er ist der junge Reitersknecht,
Er lieget im Heu und im Hof.
Er fährt auch manchmal ins Heu
Er fährt auch manchmal ins |: hahaha :| Heu.
Juchhei, juchhei, juchhei
Er fährt auch manchmal ins Heu.​

 

[Plecostomus]

*wakes up with a start*

ZOMG!

Vi undrar är ni redo att vara med
Armarna upp nu ska ni få se
Kom igen
Vem som helst kan vara med

Så rör på era fötter
Oa-a-a
Och vicka era höfter
O-la-la-la
Gör som vi
Till denna melodi

Dansa med oss
Klappa era händer
Gör som vi gör
Ta några steg åt vänster
Lyssna och lär
Missa inte chansen
Nu är vi här med
Caramelldansen
O-o-oa-oa...

Det blir en sensation överallt förstås
På fester kommer alla att släppa loss
Kom igen
Nu tar vi stegen om igen

Så rör på era fötter
Oa-a-a
Och vicka era höfter
O-la-la-la
Gör som vi
Till denna melodi

Så kom och
Dansa med oss
Klappa era händer
Gör som vi gör
Ta några steg åt vänster
Lyssna och lär
Missa inte chansen
Nu är vi här med
Caramelldansen!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hwvqEOoHK1A

*falls over again*

 

[CorporalClegg]

Eins, Zwei, Drei, Vier, Who ist paying for zah Beer?!

 

[trekkiedane]

Helan går
sjung hoppfalderahurrah-hurrah
helan går,
sjung hoppfalderahurrah.
Och den som inte helan når
han ej heller halvan får;
Helan går!
Sjung hoppfalderahurrah.​

Of course, if you don't sing Swedish you might want to sing this instead:

Hell and gore
Chung Hop father Allan Allan lay.
Hell and gore
Chung Hop father Allan lay.
Oh handsome in the hell and tar
hand hell are in the half and four.
Hell and gore
Chung Hop father Allan ley.​

At this time no one will notice anyay...

 

[K'Ehleyr]

^It's Plec's party ~ put it on his tab

So a K'eh original on the celebration of my year's anniversary here...

At the party some men on BBS,
just couldn't stand up to the stress,
they drank all the ale
and started to fail,
while the women went on to impress.
Boom ~ boom.

Appearing here for about 10 mins more as son has returned and wants blinking machine back

So plenty of drinks all round

 

[Plecostomus]

Awesome! Wet T-Shirt Contest! WOOO!

*throws bucket of water on K'eh*

WOOO!

 

[Mr. Laser Beam]

Gimme a margarita, right now. *slugs it down*

And let me sing K'Ehleyr here a song:

I'll send my sinuses to Arizona,
I'll send my liver to Peru,
I'll send my lungs and my kidneys
For the summer to Sydney
But I'm sending my heart to you!

(hey, it's better than the song I had playing in my car....links, zwo, links, zwo, links, zwo, drei, vier... Anyone who disagrees with me gets a CHAIR THROWN AT THEM.)

EDIT: *throws a chair at Plec for daring to throw water on K *

 

[CorporalClegg]

Awesome! Wet T-Shirt Contest! WOOO!

*throws bucket of water on K'eh*

WOOO!

Not wet t-shirt competition is complete without your missus.

 

[trekkiedane]

Vi skåler for vores venner
og dem som vi kender
og dem som vi ikke kender
dem skåler vi på!!!​

Cheers for our friends
and those whom we know
and those whom we don't know
cheers for them too!!!

CHEERS! K'eh!

 

[Mr. Laser Beam]

Jeremiah was a bull frog
Was a good friend of mine
I never understood a single word he said
But I helped him a-drink his wine
And he always had some mighty fine wine

/Karaoke

JOY TO THE FISHES IN THE DEEP BLUE SEA
JOY TO YOU AND ME

hey, get away from me, men in white coats. *throws chair at them*