We Must Flea

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    May 17, 2009 3:57 AM GMT
    I got a great deal on some Kangol hats at the Aqueduct flea market. How do should I sport these hats?

    Tell me, how do you wear your hats? And don't say on your heads because I saw that response coming a mile away.

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_GRN1kD1UIA
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    May 17, 2009 3:51 PM GMT
    I've never been a hat wearer. Doesn't suit me, I guess.
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    May 17, 2009 4:23 PM GMT
    i think it depends on what you're wearing. it looks good on you any of the three styles you show in your vid, so wear it according to how you're dressed.

    i'd say forward when you're dressed a little more formally, like business cas.

    sideways for a more hip-hop style

    and backwards when you're dressed in just some casual wear like jeans and a tshirt

    i've never been a hat-wearer myself either though, so don't know how good of advice i just gave u, haha.
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    May 17, 2009 4:54 PM GMT
    Kangol hats don't suit me either. I'm more the baseball cap type. icon_confused.gif (And no, never sideways, LOL)
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    May 17, 2009 4:55 PM GMT
    Oh a car cap! I was wondering what a "kangoo hat" was.

    I wear mine slightly tilted down toward one eye. Definitely not straight on top of my head....look like a mushroom like that! ... icon_eek.gif

    ...or you could always...

    funny pictures ... Joe aint feelin' the love, I bet ... icon_lol.gif
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    May 17, 2009 5:12 PM GMT
    A fly and a flea flew up to the flue.
    Said the fly to the flea, "What shall we do?"
    "Let us fly," said the flea.
    "Let us flee," said the fly,
    so they fluttered and flew
    through a flaw in the flue.

    I fixed "flee," dammit.
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    May 17, 2009 6:00 PM GMT
    wyrln saidA fly and a flea flew up to the flue.
    Said the fly to the flea, "What shall we do?"
    "Let us fly," said the flea.
    "Let us flea," said the fly,
    so they fluttered and flew
    through a flaw in the flue.

    We wont ask how a flea (Siphon-APTERA = sucking mouth with - NO WINGS) flutters and flies ... icon_eek.gif ... icon_lol.gif















    and shouldnt that be "Let us flee," said the fly

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    May 17, 2009 7:45 PM GMT
    They... fluttered and flew through a flaw in the flue,
    through a tiny little teensy weensy flaw in the flue.
    They fluttered and flew through a flaw in the flue,
    through a tiny little teensy weensy FLAW IN THE FLUE! (triumphantly)

    (I don't know! Maybe the fly is carrying the flea on his back. Maybe the flea has artificial wings. Maybe the flea was given a ring of flight by its flea-god.)
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    May 17, 2009 8:06 PM GMT
    Either way the poem is funny
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    May 17, 2009 8:32 PM GMT
    so um... in the tradition of the Owl and the Pussycat and their pea green boat.

    The Daddy Long-legs and the Fly
    Edward Lear

    Once Mr. Daddy Long-legs,
    Dressed in brown and gray,
    Walked about upon the sands
    Upon a sumer's day;
    And there among the pebbles,
    When the wind was rather cold,
    He met with Mr. Floppy Fly,
    All dressed in blue and gold.
    And as it was too soon to dine,
    They drank some Periwinkle-wine,
    And played an hour or two, or more,
    At battlecock and shuttledore.

    Said Mr. Daddy Long-legs
    To Mr. Floppy Fly,
    'Why do you never come to court?
    I wish you'd tell me why.
    All gold and shine, in dress so fine,
    You'd quite delight the court.
    Why do you never go at all?
    I really think you ought!
    And if you went, you'd see such sights!
    Such rugs! Such jugs! and candle-lights!
    And more than all, the King and Queen,
    One in red, and one in green!'

    'O Mr. Daddy Long-legs,'
    Said Mr. Floppy Fly,
    'It's true I never go to court,
    And I will tell you why.
    If I had six long legs like yours,
    At once I'd go to court!
    But oh! I can't, because my legs
    Are so extremely short.
    And I'm afraid the King and Queen
    (One in red, and one in green)
    Would say aloud, "You are not fit,
    You Fly, to come to court a bit!"'

    'O Mr. Daddy Long-legs,'
    Said Mr. Floppy Fly,
    'I wish you'd sing one little song!
    One mumbian melody!
    You used to sing so awful well
    In former days gone by,
    But now you never sing at all;
    I wish you'd tell me why:
    For if you would, the silvery sound
    Would please the shrimps and cockles round,
    And all the crabs would gladly come
    To hear you sing, "Ah, hum di Hum"!'

    Said Mr. Daddy Long-legs,
    'I can never sing again!
    And if you wish, I'll tell you why,
    Although it gives me pain.
    For years I cannot hum a bit,
    Or sing the smallest song;
    And this the dreadful reason is,
    My legs are grown too long!
    My six long legs, all here and there,
    Oppress my bosom with despair;
    And if I stand, or lie, or sit,
    I cannot sing one little bit!'

    So Mr. Daddy Long-legs
    And Mr. Floppy Fly
    Sat down in silence by the sea,
    And gazed upon the sky.
    They said, 'This is a dreadful thing!
    The world has all gone wrong,
    Since one has legs too short by half,
    The other much too long!
    One never more can go to court,
    Because his legs have grown too short;
    The other cannot sing a song,
    Because his legs have grown too long!'

    Then Mr. Daddy Long-legs
    And Mr. Floppy Fly
    Rushed downward to the foamy sea
    With one sponge-taneous cry;
    And there they found a little boat,
    Whose sails were pink and gray;
    And off they sailed among the waves,
    Far, and far away.
    They sailed across the silent main,
    And reached the great Gromboolian plain;
    And there they play for evermore
    At battlecock and shuttledoor.