So, how great is Kromm anyway?

[Jame]

Originally Posted by Crakkerjakk

You just need to realize(as I have) that the point of dancing is to amuse onlookers. Then you're succeeding admirably!

I don't want to amuse onlookers, though.

[Christopher R. Rice]

Originally Posted by Jame

I don't want to amuse onlookers, though.

*Clears throat* Ummm ditto...

Ghostdancer

[Icelander]

Originally Posted by Ghostdancer

*Clears throat* Ummm ditto...

Ghostdancer

[dance] Still doing his jig, amusing onlookers and making the world a brighter place. [/dance]

[Icelander]

Originally Posted by Jame

I don't want to amuse onlookers, though.

Dance like nobody's watching; love like you've never been hurt. Sing like nobody's listening; live like it's heaven on earth.

[Jame]

Originally Posted by Icelander

Dance like nobody's watching; love like you've never been hurt. Sing like nobody's listening; live like it's heaven on earth.

Only for money, friend, only for money. Payable in cash.

[Icelander]

Originally Posted by Jame

Only for money, friend, only for money. Payable in cash.

Work like you don't need the money. ;)

[Rocket Man]

Originally Posted by Icelander

Work like you don't need the money. ;)

Which is where the analogy begins to break down .... :) Although I'm sure the Brethren would suggest calling on the Great Line Editor for the healing of broken-down analogies, tortured metaphors and mangled syntax. Cures corns and calluses, too.

[Jame]

Originally Posted by Icelander

Work like you don't need the money. ;)

So give me money and I won't need it! :P

[Anders]

Originally Posted by Icelander

[dance] Icelander does a little jig. [/dance]

Nemo enim fere saltat sobrius, nisi forte insanit.

No one dances while sober, unless he is insane.

[Icelander]

Originally Posted by Asta Kask

Nemo enim fere saltat sobrius, nisi forte insanit.

No one dances while sober, unless he is insane.

This phrase was the refrain of a classmate of mine when he was asked why he did not participate more enthusiastically in the festivities. Of course, even when he wasn't sober, he wasn't much of dancer.

He was one of the inventors of the Latin conjugation drinking game, however, and gained some brief measure of notoriety when he recited the poem Gunnarshólmi to a taxi driver and then promtly ejected the contents of his stomach over the interior of the cab and passed out.

I think he's a real estate dealer now.