Today at work, I went into Central Control and asked the officer in Central to answer a question for me. She has to answer umpteen thousand questions a day regarding security, safety, and matters of great import, so she just gave me one of those looks over the top of her glasses that basically said 'Why don't you go outside and play hide and go fuck yourself.' I gave her my best serious face and asked, " What are the words to Pop Goes The Weasel?'
After laughing her ass off and humming the song, she stated that she didn't know. I then went on my merry way. By the end of the day, she had called the tower, the front office, the supervisor, the Warden, and asked everyone in the facility that stopped by Central. By the end of the day everyone in the entire facility was singing Pop Goes The Weasel in varied lyrics.
If you cannot imagine what it is like for close to fifty adults to be walking around singing Pop Goes The Weasel, let me tell you it is funny as hell. And all because I was trying to get a rise out of one person. It made my day.
( As for the pic, I really couldn't post a pic of a weasel could I? I figured Lil' Bo Peep was a much better visual. Hey it's a nursery rhyme. That's close enough in my book. )
21 comments:
Reminds me of the time I insisted a bunch of crew members on a late night shoot all sing and dance the "Macarena."
Hey at least it got them smiling!
So .. what are the lyrics?
And yes, that picture is pretty sexy.
lisa: I think there are labor laws againt that. But it does sound like fun.
red: I have found many versions on the net. Here is one.
'Round and 'round the cobbler's bench
The monkey chased the weasel,
The monkey thought 'twas all in fun
Pop! Goes the weasel.
A penny for a spool of thread
A penny for a needle,
That's the way the money goes,
Pop! Goes the weasel.
A half a pound of tupenny rice,
A half a pound of treacle.
Mix it up and make it nice,
Pop! Goes the weasel.
Up and down the London road,
In and out of the Eagle,
That's the way the money goes,
Pop! Goes the weasel.
I've no time to plead and pine,
I've no time to wheedle,
Kiss me quick and then I'm gone
Pop! Goes the weasel.
Damnit! Now I'm singing it!
I never knew all the words till now! Do you work in a prison? I noticed you said warden. My son does...
these words are the version i used to sing as a kid..it's like asking people who the seven dwarves are...nine times out of ten they get 6 and run around like blue arsed flies trying to remember the last one.....
So now I can walk around the bank all day with this damn song in my head. Thanks a pants load!
I new the first verse....and bo pep works fine for me...of course I'm thinking of her bent over a bit more but that's just me...
Thanks......now I'm singing it.
And yes, that picture is much better than a weasel.
and I didn't know what I was goin to do today with my mind...thanks that will really help with the OCPD
I don't remember ever hearing those lyrics. Then again, I don't recall ever hearing any lyrics for it. Maybe I'm repressing it.
Anonymum: I never have a problem remembering the last dwarf. It was Sleazy, right?
- -david
ahhha fuzz-with you the fun never ends! My son had a jack in the box that played the tune- I never heard the words-learn something new everyday- the pharmacist where we get our "drugs" is always asking questions about old cartoons-like what was augie doggie's dads name? If ya got it right ya got a free klondike-yummy!
Thanks for aiding me in adding another nursery rhyme to my repertoire...now can you get it to stop cycling over and over in my brain?
weirdgirl: You're welcome. ;)
catch: I started working at the prison about nine months ago. But that is a story for another place.
mum: It is basically the same as the one that I remember as a kid except we didn't use cobbler's bench. We used mulberrry bush. I have even seen chicken coop substituted.
sugdaddy: Don't mention it. Buhahahaha.
atl: I liked the Bo Peep as well. Garvey can sure draw 'em.
mike: If the monkey were only chasing a beaver. ;)
ol' lady: Always happy to be of service.
david: I think that you might have the same problem as me. Too many nights spent with Dopey to remember that far back.
ez: It was Doggie Daddy wasn't it?
cz: Sorry, I don't have a clue on that one.
I've no time to plead and pine,
I've no time to wheedle,
Kiss me quick and then I'm gone
Pop! Goes the weasel
Sounds like premature ejacualtion to me.
which could be cause by miss bo peep up there.
as for weasels, ya know what they say...
"Eagles my soar in clouds but weasels never get sucked into jet engines"
I loved that song! Still do!! Now it's stuck in my head.
ozy: You speak truth in volumes.
angel: Sorry bout that.
am I the only one who didn't know there were words, I thought it was just the melody that Jack-in-the-boxes play per pop
jim: Everything has words. Even Bonanza has words. And if they don't then by God someone will make some up.
Fuzz, i'm sure you could write your own version!
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