CAMP: "A cornucopia of frivolity, incongruity, theatricality, and humour." "A deadly, winking, sniggering, snuggling, chromium-plated, scent-impregnated, luminous, quivering, giggling, fruit-flavored, mincing, ice-covered heap of mother love." "The lie that tells the truth." "Ostentatious, exaggerated, affected, theatrical; effeminate or homosexual; pertaining to or characteristic of homosexuals."
These are always a treat, and once again I can't even decide which one I "like" best. I think that the Danny Boy one and Jazzercise might take the cake this time around though.
ReplyDeleteAnd just in case you wondered exactly what Danny Boy et Ses Penitents actually sounded like, Madam Arcati has only today located them here... Jx
DeleteGood to know the music before I go on e-bay to buy the sleeves - erm, records!
ReplyDeleteI know ONE BOY'S ORGAN MUSIC by heart.
ReplyDeleteI mistakenly deleted a comment that you left at my little spot on the Internet. Please, re-post. I am sorry. I actually hang on your every word.
We all love playing Boys' Organs! Jx
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I want to listen to all of those albums, especially the organ boy one. Whatever happened to the Jazzercise lady's pelvic floor...
ReplyDeleteI think her pelvic floor probably became a pelvic basement... Jx
DeleteI wouldn't mind a taste of black dick. Well, more than a taste!
ReplyDeleteDick Black, black dick - same thing, I suppose... Love 'em both! Jx
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