Where the hell is NZ? I've never heard of that state...
and I'm smrt; I got all Satisfactories on my last report card!
(i mean s-m-a-r-t)
oh, and by the way:
I can't believe you would waste bandwidth like that! That is just
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inconsiderate of you. Especially since that bandwidth on the dang old
intenet is
disappearing faster than an empty parking space at the Arlen Wal-Mart.
[arock]
"read my lips: i never waste bandwidth"
ok, maybe sometimes. but it's all in fun...
[spoiler space]
smithers is gay.
[arock] wrote:
I think he is reffering to New Zeland
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I think that the Simpsons are getting their own show soon. I think the first
episode will be in January 1990! And I also heard that there is going to be a
christmas episode in December of 1989. I will tell you about that episode
below:
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ok, last warning this really is a spoiler!
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Homer and Marge drive to Springfield Elementary, late for the school's
Christmas show. A class sings ``O Little Town of Bethlehem'' as Marge
(carrying Maggie, all bundled up) and Homer try to reach their seats.
Next up is the second grade, presenting, ``Santas of many lands.'' After
the German and Japanese versions of Santa Claus comes Lisa as Towanga,
the Santa Claus of the South Seas. Lisa appears, wearing a witch doctor
mask and grass skirt, juggling flaming torches.
Ah, the fourth grade will now favor us with a melody... err...
medley (hee hee) of holiday flavorites.
-- Principal Skinhead, err, Skinner hosts the school Christmas show,
``Simpsons Roasting on an Open Fire''
They sing Jingle Bells, but Bart chooses some
alternate lyrics. He's yanked off the stage. Time passes...
Skinner: The fifth grade will now favor us with a scene from Charles
uh.. Dickens' Christmas Carol.
Homer: Ohhhh.... How many grades does this school have!
-- Watching the school Christmas pageant, ``Simpsons Roasting on an Open
Fire''
At home, Marge writes the family Christmas letter, while Homer struggles
with the Christmas lights, and Bart and Lisa make out their Christmas
lists. Maggie practices walking.
Maggie is walking by herself. Lisa got straight A's. And Bart...
Well, we love Bart.
-- Marge writes the family Christmas letter,
``Simpsons Roasting on an Open Fire''
Marge: [writing] The magic of the season has touched us all.
Homer: Marge, haven't you finished that stupid letter yet?
Marge: [writing] Homer sends his love.
-- Marge writes the family Christmas letter,
``Simpsons Roasting on an Open Fire''
Homer asks where the extension cord is, and Marge tells him it's in the
utility drawer. Homer fishes it out, to find the cord a complete tangle.
Marge asks the kids for their letters to Santa, and Bart scoffs, ``Oh
please, there's only one fat guy who brings us presents, and his name
ain't Santa.'' Lisa's list is, ``A pony. A pony. A pony. A pony.
Thank you,'' the same list as the past three years, and Marge tries
to explain to Lisa that a pony won't fit in Santa's sleigh. Bart hands
his list.
Marge: A tattoo?
Homer: A what?
Bart: Yeah, they're cool, and they last the rest of your life.
Marge: You will <not> be getting a tattoo for Christmas.
Homer: Yeah, if you want one, you'll have to pay for it out of your
own allowance!
-- Reading Bart's Christmas list, ``Simpsons Roasting on an Open Fire''
Patty calls. While Marge talks to her sister, Homer finishes installing
the lights atop the house (falling to the lawn from the roof). Homer
tells Marge to ``turn on the juice'', and the lights light up, sort of.
Most of the bulbs have burnt out. ``Nice try, Dad,'' says Lisa.
Ned plugs in his Christmas lights, and his house lights up in electronic
opulence, complete with a Santa on the roof that says, ``Ho ho ho.''
[End of Act One. Time: 5:24]
At the breakfast table, Marge tells the kids to get their money to go
Christmas shopping. Homer asks Marge where she's been hiding the Christmas
money, and Marge isn't telling. While Homer's back is turned, she fishes
a huge jar of cash out of her hair.
At the mall, Bart spots ``The Happy Sailor Tattoo Parlor''...
Oh, Bart, that's so sweet. It's the best present a mother could get,
and it makes you look so dangerous.
-- Marge in Bart's dream of getting a tattoo,
``Simpsons Roasting on an Open Fire''
Bart heads inside.
Bart: One `mother' please.
Clerk: Wait a minute. How old are you?
Bart: Twenty-one, sir.
Clerk: Get in the chair.
-- Bart gets a tattoo, ``Simpsons Roasting on an Open Fire''
Meanwhile, Homer checks the dials on a row of machines. An announcement
comes over the P.A. system.
Smithers: Attention all personnel. Please keep working during the
following announcement. And now, our boss and friend, Mr. Burns.
Burns: Hello. I'm proud to announce that we've been able to increase
safety here at the plant without increasing the cost to the
consumer
or affecting management pay raises. However, for you semi-skilled
workers, there will be no Christmas bonuses. Oh, and one more
thing: Merry Christmas!
-- ``Simpsons Roasting on an Open Fire''
Marge finds Bart getting a tattoo and yanks him out of the shop. Bart's
incomplete tattoo reads, ``Moth.'' The doctor says that he can remove the
tattoo with lasers, but he insists on a cash payment up front. Marge
notes, ``Thank God for Homer's Christmas bonus.'' The laser does its work.
At home, Bart's arm is bandaged.
Lisa: [touches Bart's injured arm]
Bart: Ow! Quit it.
Lisa: [touches Bart's injured arm]
Bart: Ow! Quit it.
Lisa: [touches Bart's injured arm]
Bart: Ow! Quit it.
Maggie: [touches Bart's injured arm]
Bart: Ow! Quit it.
Homer: [comes in] Hey, what's with this? [touches Bart's injured arm]
Bart: Ow! Quit it.
-- If I've told you once... `Simpsons Roasting on an Open Fire''
Homer learns that Marge had to spend the Christmas money on getting the
tattoo removed. Homer cancels Christmas, but Marge says, ``We'll just
have to stretch your Christmas bonus a little further this year.''
Homer pretends he still has one then steps outside. He watches
Ned's extravagant Christmas lights and hangs his head.
[End of Act Two. Time: 8:58]
Marge: [in bed, reading the shopping list]
I get the feeling there's something you haven't told me Homer.
Homer: Huh? Oh, I love you Marge.
Marge: Homer, you tell me that all the time.
Homer: Oh good, because I <do> love you.
I don't deserve you as much as a guy with a fat wallet and a credit
card that won't set off that horrible beeping.
Marge: Well, I think it does have something to do with your Christmas bonus.
I keep asking for it, but...
Homer: Marge... Oh... Let me be honest with you...
Marge: Yes?
Homer: Well... I...
Marge: [rubs his hand]
Homer: I want to do the Christmas shopping this year!
Marge: [hands over the list she was holding] Well, sure. Okay.
[flicks bed-side light off. Homer's forced grin glows in the dark]
-- Homer can't bear to tell Marge that his Christmas bonus has been
cancelled,
``Simpsons Roasting on an Open Fire''
Homer pays a visit to the Circus of Values (nothing over $4.99).
He buys a six-pack of panty hose for Marge, pads of paper for Bart,
and a squeak toy pork chop for Maggie. (``It says it's for dogs, but
she can't read.'') On his way out, he bumps into Ned, laden with gifts.
Their respective armfuls of goodies fall into the snow.
Homer: [bumps into Ned. Their respective armfuls of gifts fall into the
snow]
Ned: Oh ho ho, Simpson, it's you.
Homer: Hello, Flanders.
Ned: Oh my, what a little mess we've got here. Well, which ones are yours
and which ones are mine?
Homer: Well, let's see.
Ned: [picking up gifts] Well, this one's mine, and this one's mine, heh
heh,
this one's mine, and...
Homer: They're <all> yours!
-- ``Simpsons Roasting on an Open Fire''
All except the squeeze toy for Maggie. (Squink, squink.)
Homer is drinking at Moe's, and Barney comes in dressed as Santa.
Barney: I got me a part-time job working as a Santa down at the mall.
Homer: Wow. Can <I> do that?
Barney: I dunno. They're pretty selective. [belch]
-- ``Simpsons Roasting on an Open Fire''
Homer applies.
Manager: Do you like children?
Homer: What do you mean? All the time? Even when they're nuts??
-- Homer applies for a job as a department store Santa,
``Simpsons Roasting on an Open Fire''
[My audio dropped out for a bit. Sorry. I'm working from visuals here.]
Homer attends Santa school. They practice saying, ``Ho ho ho.'' Homer
is asked to name Santa's reindeer...
Dasher... Dancer... Prancer... Nixon...
-- Homer lists Santa's reindeer, ``Simpsons Roasting on an Open Fire''
Homer practices talking to a boy on his lap.
Homer returns home and greets Patty and Selma. They are their usual
non-cheery selves. They note that there isn't a Christmas tree, and Homer
says he was on his way out to get one. He drives past signs that read
``All trees $75'', ``$60 and up'', ``Christmas trees, slightly irregular,
$45'', heading instead for a sign that says, ``No trespassing.'' He
chainsaws a tree and carries it to the car one step ahead of the guard
dogs and gunfire.
The kids are impressed. Selma inquires after the birdhouse in the tree.
``Do I smell gunpowder?''
At the mall, Homer plays Santa to a young boy and tells the child that
he should be happy he has a good home and a loving father. Homer steals
a bite of the kid's donut. Lewis, Bart, and Milhouse watch the pathetic
Santa down below. Milhouse dares Bart to yank his beard off. Bart accepts
the challenge.
Bart: Hey Santa, what's shakin', man?
Homer: [as Santa] What's your name, Bart...ner? Uh, little partner?
Bart: I'm Bart Simpson, who the hell are you?
-- Homer works as a department store Santa,
``Simpsons Roasting on an Open Fire''
Bart yanks off Homer's beard, and Homer takes Bart aside. He explains
that he didn't get a bonus, but he'd do anything to keep the family from
missing out on Christmas.
You must really love us to sink so low.
-- Bart admires Homer's working as a department store Santa,
``Simpsons Roasting on an Open Fire''
Homer returns to work.
Homer reaches the head of the paycheck line, to find that he's earned
only $13.
Homer: Thirteen bucks? Hey, wait a minute.
Clerk: That's right. $120 gross, less Social Security...
Homer: Yeah.
Clerk: ... less unemployment insurance ...
Homer: But...
Clerk: ... less Santa training...
Homer: Santa training?
Clerk: ... less costume purchase...
Homer: Wait a minute...
Clerk: ... less beard rental...
Homer: But...
Clerk: ... less Christmas Club.
Homer: But...
Clerk: See you next year. [closes the window]
-- Paydirt, ``Simpsons Roasting on an Open Fire''
Barney is on his way to Springfield Downs. He's got a hot tip on a dog
in the fourth race. Whirlwind, a 12--1 shot. Homer isn't so sure.
Bart: Aw come on, Dad. This could be the miracle that saves the Simpsons'
Christmas. If TV has taught me anything, it's that miracles always
happen to poor kids at Christmas. It happened to Tiny Tim, it
happened
to Charlie Brown, it happened to the Smurfs, and it's going to happen
to us!
Homer: Well, okay, let's go. Who's Tiny Tim?
-- ``Simpsons Roasting on an Open Fire''
[more audio dropout. I really gotta get cable...]
Lisa watches `The Happy Little Elves'.
Homer, Bart, and Barney arrive at Springfield Downs. In the fourth race,
there's been a scratch. The replacement is a dog named Santa's Little
Helper. Homer figures, with a name like that, it can't lose. The odds
are 99--1. Bart isn't so sure that this is a great idea, but he
reluctantly lends his support.
Back at home, the Happy Little Elves are happy again, and Lisa is pleased.
Patty bad-mouths Homer.
Lisa: What, Aunt Patty?
Patty: Oh, nothing, dear. I'm just trashing your father.
Lisa: Well, I wish you wouldn't because, aside from the fact that he has the
same frailties as all human beings, he's the only father I have.
Therefore, he is my model of manhood, and my estimation of him will
govern the prospects of my adult relationships.
So I hope you bear in mind that any knock at him is a knock at me,
and I am far too young to defend myself against such onslaughts.
Patty: Mm hm. Go watch your cartoon show, dear.
-- ``Simpsons Roasting on an Open Fire''
The race is run, and SLH is dead last. Way, way behind the rest of the pack.
Don't worry, Dad. Maybe this is just for suspense before the miracle
happens.
-- Bart's been watching too much TV, ``Simpsons Roasting on an Open Fire''
Whirlwind wins. SLH doesn't even make it to the finish line.
It doesn't seem possible, but I guess TV has betrayed me.
-- Bart, ``Simpsons Roasting on an Open Fire''
Outside, Homer and Bart go through the discarded tickets in search of
a winner. Barney skids past, brandishing his winnings (and Daria).
SLH's owner tells the dog to scram, and SLH leaps into Homer's arms.
Bart: Oh, Dad, can we keep him?
Homer: But he's a loser! He's pathetic! He's...
SLH: [licks Homer's face]
Homer: ... a Simpson.
-- ``Simpsons Roasting on an Open Fire''
Homer finally arrives home, and admits that he didn't get a bonus at all.
Bart shows the family SLH, and Lisa is ecstatic. ``So love at first
sight <is> possible!'' Adds Bart, ``And if he runs away, he'll be easy
to catch!'' Marge says it's the best gift of all, something to share
their love, and frighten prowlers. The tender moment is captured forever
in a snapshot.
[End of Act Three. Time: 21:35]
Over the closing credits, OFF sing a Christmas carol.
All: Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer,
\\
Had a very shiny nose,
\\
And if you ever saw it,
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: You would even say it glows.|
Bart: |Like a lightbulb!|
Homer: | |Bart!
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All: All of the other reindeer,
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: Used to laugh and call him names.|
Lisa: |Like Schnozzola!|
Homer: | |Lisa!
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All: They never let poor Rudolph,
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: Join in any reindeer games.|
Bart: |Like strip poker!|
Homer: | |I'm warning you two!
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All: Then one foggy Christmas Eve,
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Santa came to say,
Marge: Take it Homer!
Homer: Err... Rudolph, get your nose over here,
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: So you can drive my sleigh... today.|
Marge: |Ohh, Homer...
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All: Then all of the reindeer loved him,
\\
And they shouted out with glee...
\\
Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer,
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: You'll go down in history!|
Bart: |Like Attila the H|---ugh, urk!
Homer: | |You little... grrrr!
\>
-- ``Simpsons Roasting on an Open Fire''
[Time: 1:01 (including TCF logo)]
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Sounds pretty cool huh!
OH, and one more thing- would you assholes quit wasting bandwidth, it really
pisses me off when you do that!
-Solon
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ok, I had this posted, then found out I wasn't supposed to distribute it in a
public forum, so I cancelled it, this inside info can be found, however at
http://www.snpp.com/episodes/7G08.html
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Sounds pretty cool huh!
OH, and one more thing- would you assholes quit wasting bandwidth, it really
pisses me off when you do that!
-Solon
Damn, that was a good bandwidth waste too! stupid copyrights!
bahhhh
IRINA KURJATKO wrote in message <647dg3$l...@bgtnsc02.worldnet.att.net>...
:
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:Solon Boomer-Jenks <So...@Homer-Simpson.com> wrote in article
:<346699F6...@Homer-Simpson.com>...
:> [arock] wrote:
:>
:> > Kerry Sainsbury asked:
:> > :Anybody in Auckland, NZ, tape Sunday's episode? (and the previous
:weeks
:> > too!)
:> > :I have most episodes on tape. Wanna swap? Apolgies for bandwidth waste
::-(
:> >
:> > Where the hell is NZ? I've never heard of that state...
:> > and I'm smrt; I got all Satisfactories on my last report card!
:> >
:> > (i mean s-m-a-r-t)
:> >
:> > oh, and by the way:
:> >
:> > I can't believe you would waste bandwidth like that! That is just
:> > Soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
:> > ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
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:> > Veeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
:> > eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
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:> >
:> > inconsiderate of you. Especially since that bandwidth on the dang old
:> > intenet is
:> > disappearing faster than an empty parking space at the Arlen Wal-Mart.
:> >
:> > [arock]
:
: read my lips:
: "No new taxes, oops, bite my toungue bite my toungue, OW!1"
:
:> > " i never waste bandwidth"
:>
:>
I just wanted to tell everyone that this thread sucks, even though I started
it. and also, I doubt that there is really a place called "new zealand".
It's just one of those made up places, like the land of Oz, and
Pennsylvania.
[arock]
Or is it transylvania?
>I just wanted to tell everyone that this thread sucks, even though I started
>it. and also, I doubt that there is really a place called "new zealand".
>It's just one of those made up places, like the land of Oz, and
>Pennsylvania.
Or Walla Walla, Cucamonga, or Seattle. SEATTLE! HA ha ha ha!!!
______________________________________
Ben Collins
Ben...@aol.com or szy...@hotmail.com
"I think the human game was up a long time ago (when the high priests and
traders took over), and now we're just playing out the string."
--George Carlin
BenC100 wrote in message <19971111235...@ladder02.news.aol.com>...
:"[arock]" <ar...@dreamsoft.com> writes:
:
:>I just wanted to tell everyone that this thread sucks, even though I
started
:>it. and also, I doubt that there is really a place called "new zealand".
:>It's just one of those made up places, like the land of Oz, and
:>Pennsylvania.
:
: Or Walla Walla, Cucamonga, or Seattle. SEATTLE! HA ha ha ha!!!
Everyone knows Seattle is just a ficticious city made up by
the record labels when they needed a name to explain what
city all the grunge bands were coming from in the early 90's.
[arock]
I guess I just dreamed that vacation back in '92. Or maybe I was visiting
Portland.