Vomit, if you get a quick flight...her body might still be warm. ;-)
==deliverer==
Bringing Gasoline to the bonfire
(This was leeched from E! Online....)
Shari Lewis--the ever perky, puppeteering pal of Lamb Chop, Charlie
Horse and Hush Puppy--has died of cancer at age 65, her publicist said
Monday.
Lewis just learned she had uterine cancer in June and had undergone
chemotheraphy. Her official cause of death was pneumonia, which she
contracted during her chemo. She died Sunday in Los Angeles at
Cedars-Sinai Medical Center, a hospital spokesperson said.
Her decidedly low-tech puppets, really just snazzied-up socks,
entertained kids for more than four decades.
Easily the most popular puppet in her menagerie was Lamb Chop. She
debuted the gravelly voiced ovine in the mid 1950s on The Captain
Kangaroo Show. The bit was such a sensation NBC gave her a
Saturday morning gig, The Shari Lewis Show.
The show was canceled in 1963 as networks shifted to cartoon fare, and
Lewis seemed sentenced to entertainment purgatory. She took her show
on the road, becoming a Vegas ventriloquist. She later hit the boob
tube game show circuit and even tried her hand at conducting
orchestras. All the while she pumped out kiddie books (she wrote
upwards of 60), videos and albums.
PBS brought her back to TV in 1992 for Lamb Chop's Play-Along. Lewis'
last series, The Charlie Horse Music Pizza premiered in January.
All told she won 12 Emmys and a Peabody.
Lewis is survived by her husband of 40 years, Jeremy Tarcher, as well
as a daughter and a sister. "Shari is also survived by her beloved
family of characters, Lamb Chop, Charlie Horse and Hush Puppy," her
family said in a statement.
No funeral plans have been announced.
Sounds like a perfect time to get my homemade Lamp Chop puppet out of the
drawer and have it give me a blowjob. Swallows every time, and real easy
on the cleanup as well!
I can't believe that woman was only 65. She looked about 90 for the last
15 years. She looked like she led a hard-drinking life - it's somehow
soothing to picture Shari Lewis and Lamp Chop sucking down a quart (each!)
of cheap gin, isn't it?
We're killing off old-time television kiddie-show hucksters this week, it
appears. We already got Shari Lewis and Buffalo Bob. Lessee - Bob
Keeshan (Cap'n Kangaroo) is still kickin', isn't he? Who's next?
-Sharv
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>Shari Lewis--the ever perky, puppeteering pal of Lamb Chop, Charlie
>Horse and Hush Puppy--has died of cancer at age 65, her publicist said
>Monday.
Oh, they finally recognized that she was dead?
>Lewis is survived by her husband of 40 years, Jeremy Tarcher, as well
>as a daughter and a sister. "Shari is also survived by her beloved
>family of characters, Lamb Chop, Charlie Horse and Hush Puppy," her
>family said in a statement.
Reality update: Some years ago, my dearly beloved <cough> was
working at the Gorilla Foundation in Woodside, CA. (where they
have to 2 gorillas that communicate using sign language).
Seems that any large contributor is allowed in the cage with Koko
-- especially a large contributor with some noteriety.
It would seem that the late Mrs. Lewis was such a contributor.
Everybody (Shari Lewis, especially) thought that it would be cute
to go in with Lambchop to talk with Koko. Well, everybody but
Koko thought it was cute.
When Shari kept having the stupid sock "talk" to Koko, Koko's
response was "FAKE!"
She finally got fed up with it and yanked the stupid sock offa
Shari's hand and tore it to shreds.[1]
Everybody was shocked until Shari went calmly out to her car,
opened the trunk and displayed a whole box of the damned rags.
So, it would be more correct to say that Mrs. Lewis was survived
by entire boxes full of her puppets.
How's that for fucking with reality?
Glen (The magic is gone) Appleby
[1] If you contribute some huge amount, you might be invited up
to see the video of William Shatner (Capt. Kirk from Star Trek)
pissin' his pants while Koko tried to pull all of the red threads
out of his sweater. "No, Koko! This is my favorite sweater!"
OnT: Gorilla gorgons are not cylinderical but are either
triangular or square in cross section.
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It is your job to find ways around your boss's roadblocks.
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> No funeral plans have been announced.
>
Originally the television cameras focussed on lambchop talking to her
bustline.
I will miss her tits.
> Shari Lewis--the ever perky, puppeteering pal of Lamb Chop, Charlie
> Horse and Hush Puppy--has died of cancer at age 65, her publicist said
> Monday.
>
I know this is alt.tasteless and I know that nothing is held sacred by this
group and i'm pretty sure that Swan, and T.R., and sharv, and the eternally
damned Blake are going to pipe in, but Shari Lewis was beyond all of you.
Yeah, I've posted some pretty un-tasteless crap (by this ng's standards), but
isn't there at least one decent person out there that grew up to this sweet
woman's laughter? I was young when I first saw her, but she made me laugh!
Yes! Lambchop was a stupid "sock puppet", but the magic that this woman
brought into my life made me want to forget the horror of growing up in the
"post-WWII, Cold War world". And that world pretty much sucked. So, Here's to
you, Shari! Wherever you are! I, for one, will never forget your smile, and
your humor, and your refusal to accept the "half-empty" philosphy of life.
And Here's to you, Lambchop! You made my life seem meaningful, and full!
docfarquar
ObT: Bought a new shovel today at ACE Hardware, seems quite sturdy. Anyone
know where they're burying her?
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>Originally the television cameras focussed on lambchop talking to her
>bustline.
>I will miss her tits.
Her bustline was the same as her knees in more recent years.
Kinda gave you a fixation on support hose, huh?
> Lewis just learned she had uterine cancer in June and had undergone
> chemotheraphy.
snip
>
> Easily the most popular puppet in her menagerie was Lamb Chop. She
> debuted the gravelly voiced ovine in the mid 1950s on The Captain
> Kangaroo Show.
The rest whacked...
The VOICE alone was enough to make a maggot hurl! Ecccch!
But it just proves it. the experts WERE right!
Saccharin causes cancer!
Just think of that little body FILLED to the top with all that
artificial sweetness! One big honkin' TUMOR!
Swan
ObT: The fact that Lamb Chop looked to me like nothing more than an
animated fabric pussy! The Y shaped lamb-nose, the curls above, the
mobile lips! VERY Freudian!!
ObHopeful: At the back of the property we're livin' on, there's two
large iceboxes, with doors still ON them! and lotsa kids! Unca Darwin is
lurking close by.
Swan
Psi Corps
<snip Shari Lewis eulogy>
> Yes! Lambchop was a stupid "sock puppet"...
Ya know, when I was an innocent little girl (shut up, Vomit), I made my
very own sock puppet, just like the one Shari had. He was a special
little puppet who would sleep with me every night, and right before I
fell into never-never land, my little puppet would crawl down between my
legs and kiss me goodnight...
....over and over again...
<sniff sniff>
Hey, docfarquar, you're right, honey. Shari Lewis was a fucking
saint...and Lamb Chop was nothing short of a sexual dynamo. Senor
Wences had nothing on ol' Choppy.
<rummaging through laundry basket>
Now, where the fuck did I put those kneesocks?
Nurzy
....time to go sleepy-bye, Choppy...kiss...kiss...kiss
ObT: Watching a big fat black woman who reminded me of Aunt Esther on Sanford
and Son, dressed in a red, sequinned body suit,
grimacing fiercely and chewing glass on one of last season's shows.
ObT2: Mr Garrison's flashback of watching LambChop sizzle on a
bar-b-que grill after losing Mr. Hat in a recent South Park Epsiode.
Jussa...@aohell.com
slave to pop culture
If only the cancer hadn't...
mattila
Do you turn to stone if they gaze at you?
ObT: Got to do "fire-watch" on a fish-processing ship down at the
shipyards yesterday. Basically that consisted of sitting around and
waiting for one of the welders to burst into flame or until the yard crew
realized that the hot-work permit paperwork wasn't entirely in order,
whichever came first.
I'm not anxious to add seafood to my menu anytime soon after seeing the
inside of that thing. The yard crew assure me that the ship I was on was
"one of the nicer ones." Imagine pools of ex-fish that had been simmering
down in the bilges over the previous year...
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>isn't there at least one decent person out there that grew up to this sweet
>woman's laughter? I was young when I first saw her, but she made me laugh!
>Yes! Lambchop was a stupid "sock puppet", but the magic that this woman
>brought into my life made me want to forget the horror of growing up in the
>"post-WWII, Cold War world". And that world pretty much sucked. So, Here's
>to you, Shari!
You've got to be fucking kidding me, right?
I can remember watching Shari Lewis when I was a wee psycho^H^H^Htyke. All
she did was give me a headache, the type that I could only relieve by running
outside with my plastic machine gun and pointing it at the neighbors,
pretending that I was my Uncle Eddy (who was just back from 'Nam). The sock
wasn't funny, the cutesy little voice made me wanna throw up, and I was too
young to understand that a big-titted blond is a good thing to watch.
Nah, won't miss her at all.
ObT: Lambchop on the rebound.
I can see the silly little sock now, perched on a barstool, soused and
reeking of gin. A filled ashtray sits on the bar in front of him and there's
a smudge of ash on his face.
"Shari, Shari" he moans in that raspy voice, "why did you leave me? There's a
hole in my ass where you used to be..."
He puts his head down on the bar and sobs for a few minutes, then sits up and
orders another gin and tonic. He's slugging it down, hoping that his
archrivals, Shari's other puppets, end up as dustrags, when a young blond
sits next to him. She looks good. She smells good. She's got pert
well-shaped tits.
But most importantly, she's got fine hands.
He takes a drag off of his cigarette, blearily looks at the fine young thing
sitting next to him, and loudly asks "Hey, wanna shove your hand up my ass
and make me say funny things?"
As she turns and walks away in abject disgust he yells "Hey! Get back here!
I'm a star, goddammit!"
She walks out the door, offended by the drunken piece of wool. He faces the
bar and starts bleating "Shari, Shari" as the bouncer moves in...
- The Carrot
--
"I hope that you do not have a family, as I am sure that they are in
danger. Maybe a self-help or support group would be good for you, or
maybe a religous group could help. Good luck with your illness. Maybe
you should just get a life???" - mic...@sisna.com
You realize what her death means, right?
Silence Of The Lamb Chop.
Sorry...
Cheers!
Vomit(II)
Hushed Puppy
--
> She walks out the door, offended by the drunken piece of wool. He faces the
> bar and starts bleating "Shari, Shari" as the bouncer moves in...
> - The Carrot
>
> --
> "I hope that you do not have a family, as I am sure that they are in
> danger. Maybe a self-help or support group would be good for you, or
> maybe a religous group could help. Good luck with your illness. Maybe
> you should just get a life???" - mic...@sisna.com
Jesus Rollerblading CHRIST, Carrot, you wanna give a man a friggin
CORONARY before he's 50?!! Damn, man you bring that image to life! You
musta been there!
I can see Lambie earning his pellets in the Old Puppet's Home by
polishing Charlie McCarthy's knob. Wood and wool. It works for ME!
Did anyone ever find out if Lambie was a little BOY lamb or a little
GIRL lamb?
Sheep thrills!
Then, of course you DID hear about Lambie's abduction experience? there
it (he? she?) was in Shari's drawers one night when all of a sudden
Lambie was grabbed by these huge beings in strange garb, whisked away to
some strange place and sexually experimented upon over and over and over
and.... Well, anyway Lambie never really spoke about it for fear of
being ridiculed (more than usual) but had frequent nightmares, lost time
and the shakes (which pleased Shari AND Nurzie no END...)
Aliens? Nope... SCOTSMEN!
Swan.
Of course nobody speaks of Lambie's evil twin... the OTHER sock...
Swan
I nominate this for AT Fiction of the Year.
I second it, even if Carrot (not alone in this, granted) seems to have fucked
up with the belief that Lamb Chop was male. Lamb Chop was definitely a
capricious, mischievous, no-boy-could-ever-be-that-emotionally-twisted little
girl.
I've got five daughters. Trust me, I know these things.
Robert
oops er um well i guess it's over now huh?