Great green gobs of greasy grimy gopher guts
Roger Gonzalez
Great green gobs of greasy grimy gopher guts
marinated monkey feet
chopped up baby parakeet
...?
My girlfriend and I can only remember assorted lines, and we argue over
half of the ones we *can* remember.
Please, save our relationship and help us!
-Roger
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Steven V. Christensen
>Does anybody remember the old song that starts something like this:
[deleted..]
I remember it as:
Girls are made of greasy grimy gopher guts
french fried eye-balls,
chopped up parakete,
marinated monkey meat,
Gee I'm glad I'm a Boy!! :->
>Please, save our relationship and help us!
>-Roger
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Duke McMullan n5gax
>Does anybody remember the old song that starts something like this:
>
>Great green gobs of greasy grimy gopher guts
>marinated monkey feet
>chopped up baby parakeet
>...?
This isn't gonna be much help, on account of because I can't remember a whole
lot more that you have. This is the chorus to one of those bleedin' campfire
songs from summer camp, and darned if I can recall ANY of the verses:
Great green globs of greasy, grimy, gopher guts,
Mutilated monkey meat,
Itty bitty birdie feet!
Great green globs of greasy, grimy, gopher guts,
And me without a spoon!
Terrific it would be if someone can provide a few of those verses!
...C, D, Eb, F#!
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Fortunate is he for whom the belle toils.
Duke McMullan n5gax nss13429r phon505-255-4642 ee53...@hydra.unm.edu
Adam J. Kucznetsov
>
>Does anybody remember the old song that starts something like this:
Here are the minor variations familiar to me of this dining-hall classic:
Great green globs of greasy, grimy gopher guts
/gobs
mutilated monkey meat
/macerated/marinated
chopped-up parakeet
/little birdies' feet
french-fried eyeballs rolling in a pool of blood
/rolling down the toilet seat [sillier, but rhymes]
and I forgot my spoon!
(but I've got my straaaw....!)
I remember the kitchen staff singing this gem at summer camp. It didn't
seem to amuse the rather stuffy British wife of the director. Ah, how
strangely selective are the memories of childhood!
cat
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Nathan Shafer
>
>Great green gobs of greasy grimy gopher guts
>marinated monkey feet
>chopped up baby parakeet
>...?
It goes...
Great green gobs of greasy grimy gopher guts
Mutilated monkey meat
Chopped up baby parakeet
French-fried eyeballs lying in a pool of blood
And I forgot my spoon!
...I've got a straw...
Steven H. Izen
>
>Great green gobs of greasy grimy gopher guts
>marinated monkey feet
>chopped up baby parakeet
>...?
>
The way we used to sing it 20 years ago was
Girls are made of greasy grimy gopher guts,
mutilated monkey meat,
little birdies dirty feet.
All these things are very very good to eat,
but we don't have spoons,
but we have straws.
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Nick Jackiw
> In article <1990Jan2.133435.20696@uunet!unhd> rg@uunet!unhd (Roger Gonzalez ) writes:
>
> Great green globs of greasy, grimy, gopher guts,
> Mutilated monkey meat,
> Itty bitty birdie feet!
>
> Great green globs of greasy, grimy, gopher guts,
> And me without a spoon!
>
> Terrific it would be if someone can provide a few of those verses!
>
Here's one...
I can pay my way
To a french cafe
where the food is quite expensive
but when the menu comes
I twiddle my thumbs
Coz I'm always appr-eeee-hensive
I yearn for
[refrain]
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mmg
Little birdies bloody feets
One quart can of all-purpose porpoise pus
Swimming in a pink lemonade
...and I forgot my spoooooon.
Bryan C. Wright
great green gobs of granulated gopher guts
manulated monkey meat
dirty little birdie feet
two green eyeballs rolling down a dirty street
and me without a spoon....
bryan
p.s. how about:
now don't you laugh when a hearse goes by
'cause you may be the next to die
they'll wrap you in a bloody sheet
and bury you just six feet deep
the worms crawl in
the worms crawl out
the worms play peinoccle (sp?--"peaknuckle") on your snout....
Rob Hutten
>Does anybody remember the old song that starts something like this:
>Great green gobs of greasy grimy gopher guts
>marinated monkey feet
>chopped up baby parakeet
>...?
Well, there's probably a million versions, but here's the one I know:
Great green globs of greasy grimey gopher guts,
mutilated monkey meat
chopped up little birdie's feet
One pint jar of all purpose porpoise pus
Floating in pink lemonaide.
And I forgot my spoon, but I have a straw...
SLUUUUUUURRRRRRRP!
A camp classic of yesteryear, revived as only rec.humor can...
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Suddenly, and without warning
or provocation, rg@uunet!unhd (Roger Gonzalez ) said:
->Does anybody remember the old song that starts something like this:
->
->Great green gobs of greasy grimy gopher guts
->marinated monkey feet
->chopped up baby parakeet
->...?
I heard it as:
Great green gobs of greasy grimy gopher guts
Mutilated Monkey meat
Itty bitty birdy's feet
Piles and piles of ************* pus (a line I don't remember)
And me without a spoon.....
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>
>Great green gobs of greasy grimy gopher guts
>marinated monkey feet
>chopped up baby parakeet
>...?
>
>My girlfriend and I can only remember assorted lines, and we argue over
>half of the ones we *can* remember.
Here it is (at least the version I learned many moons ago):
Great big globs of greasy grimy golpher guts,
Little dirty birdies feet,
Saturated monkey's meat,
French fried eyeballs,
Swimming in a pool of blood,
And I forgot my spoon!
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John Greene
>In article <116...@hprnd.HP.COM> bry...@hprnd.HP.COM (Bryan C. Wright) writes:
>
>>the worms crawl in
>>the worms crawl out
>>the worms play peinoccle (sp?--"peaknuckle") on your snout....
>
>The worms crawl out
>In through your ears
>and out through your snout.
>
Hows about:
The worms crawl in
The worms crawl out
They start in your stomach
And come out your snout
Your face will turn a slimey green
and puss comes out like whipping cream.
Or something to that effect......
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Dan Hinojosa
>[ ... ]
>the worms crawl in
>the worms crawl out
>the worms play peinoccle (sp?--"peaknuckle") on your snout....
The version of this I remember from being a kid is as follows, but
I never knew the whole version;
The worms crawl in
The worms crawl out
In through your ears
and out through your snout.
They eat your eyes,
They eat your nose,
They eat the jelly between your toes...
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Debbie Weathers
> In article <116...@hprnd.HP.COM> bry...@hprnd.HP.COM (Bryan C. Wright) writes:
> >p.s. how about:
> >[ ... ]
>
> >the worms crawl in
> >the worms crawl out
> >the worms play peinoccle (sp?--"peaknuckle") on your snout....
>
> The version of this I remember from being a kid is as follows, but
> I never knew the whole version;
>
> The worms crawl in
> The worms crawl out
> In through your ears
> and out through your snout.
>
> They eat your eyes,
> They eat your nose,
> They eat the jelly between your toes...
>
Did you ever think when a hearse went by
That you might be the next to die
They wrap you up in a bloody sheet
And throw you in a hole six feet deep.
You're all ok for about a week
and then your casket starts to leak
The worms crawl in
The worms crawl out
The worms play pinacle on your snout
Your stomach turns a moldy green
And puss comes out like thick whip cream
Your eyes fall out
Your teeth fall in
And all this time
The ants drink gin.
Also - my childhood recollection of the other song:
Great big gobs of greasy grimy gopher guts
Mutilated monkey meat
Crispy crunchy parakeet
All mixed up with
Fuzzy wuzzy beetle eggs
Floating in my pink lemonade.
news
From: san...@chrpserv.gsfc.nasa.gov (Jay Santry)
Path: chrpserv!santry
great green globs of greasy grimy gopher guts
mutilated monkey meat
chopped up birdy feet
mixed up eyeballs
swimming in a pool of blood
whoops i forgot my spoon
(but i remembered my ssstrawww!)
or something like that
-lp
Nathan Shafer
>the worms crawl out
>the worms play peinoccle (sp?--"peaknuckle") on your snout....
Nobody has gotten this...it's spelled "pinochle"
Jeez....no, I don't know why it's spelled that way.
Hate to post over something so trivial, but...it was this or flossing my cat!
Jonathan Broadfield
great green globs of greasy grimy gopher guts
mutilated monkey meat
chopped-up little feet
all washed down with [i come to this point and realise i don't remember
it all..]
oops! i forgot my spoon
(i'll use a straw...:)
sorry to have misled anyone into thinking i know the divine truth in
this (song?). if anyone could fill in the line or two missing, i'd like
to know... tnx
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Scott Campbell
>Does anybody remember the old song that starts something like this:
[deleted..]
I remember it as:
Green grimy gopher guts,
Mixed with monkey meat.
French fried eyes,
Swimming in a pool of blood.
Gee, I wish I had a straw!
Scot Campbell
Dalhousie University, Halifax, NS
Dan Mick
It's not peinoccle, and it's not peaknuckle, and it's not pinicle, and it's
not shallots in a white wine sauce...
it's 'pinochle', and it's a good game.
Drew Bayliss
>Does anybody remember the old song that starts something like this:
>Great green gobs of greasy grimy gopher guts
>marinated monkey feet
>chopped up baby parakeet
>My girlfriend and I can only remember assorted lines, and we argue over
>half of the ones we *can* remember.
My best recollection is the following:
Great green gobs of greasy, grimy gopher guts,
Medicated monkey meat,
Little tiny baby feet,
French fried eyeballs floating in a pool of blood,
That's what I had for lunch!
<Too bad I forgot my spoon>
{please can I have some more}
enjoy,
-->Drew
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christopher kushmerick
>And puss comes out like thick whip cream
>Your eyes fall out
>Your teeth fall in
>And all this time
>The ants drink gin.
>
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Roger Gonzalez
great green globs of greasy grimy gopher guts
marinated monkey feet
chopped up baby parakeet
french fried eyeballs floating in a pool of blood
wish I had a spoon...
so they gave me
scab sandwiches with pus on top
donkey throw-up and camel snot <- note the sophistication of this line
..?
Oh well. I guess thats the end of this thread. The moral is that
nobody remembers it, and what everyone remembers is different from
everyone else. It's just like my argument with my girlfriend, except
moreso.
Roger Gonzalez
two dead men got up to fight.
Back to back they faced each other,
drew their swords, and shot each other.
A deaf policeman heard the noise,
came and shot those two dead boys.
If you don't believe me, this lie is true!
Just ask the blind man, he saw it too.
Ladies and Jellybeans, reptiles and crocodiles!
I stand before you and sit behind you to tell you something
I know nothing about. There will be a meeting tomorrow
night right after breakfast to decide what color
to whitewash the church. There's no admission, just pay at
the door; plenty of seats so sit on the floor!
Any others?
Reuben Young
Great big globs of greasy, grimy, gopher guts
Mutilated monkey meat
Chopped-up parakeet
All mixed up in a dirty, slimy toilet bowl
Glad I forgot my spoon...
(But I brought my straw....slurp!)
Dave Scott
#>Does anybody remember the old song that starts something like this:
#>
#>Great green gobs of greasy grimy gopher guts
#>marinated monkey feet
#>chopped up baby parakeet
#>...?
#Here it is (at least the version I learned many moons ago):
#
#Great big globs of greasy grimy golpher guts,
#Little dirty birdies feet,
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#Don McMillan | UUCP: {sharkey,edsews,mcf}!rphroy!dmcmilla
Okay, I've read every posting on this subject so far, and
haven't seen the version I remember from scout camp. Here
goes:
Great green gobs of greasy grimy gofer guts,
little blue birdie feet
big red chunks of monkey meat.
Great green gobs of greasy grimy gofer guts,
That's what I like to eat!
Dave (Aka ish)
at "Six Flags over Burbank"
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Brian Reese
>>the worms crawl out
>>the worms play peinoccle (sp?--"peaknuckle") on your snout....
>
>The worms crawl in
>The worms crawl out
>In through your ears
>and out through your snout.
>
>They eat your eyes,
>They eat your nose,
>They eat the jelly between your toes...
Well, this is the way I know it, or at least part of it:
The worms crawl in
The worms crawl out
They crawl in your stomach
and crawl out your snout.
Your stomach turns
a slimy green
It's the ugliest
sight you've seen.
> Jesus saves... but Gretzky gets the rebound! He shoots. HE SCOOORES!!!
Hi Dan. Still love that .sig!
Brian
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Mary Conner
Great green gobs of greasy grimey gopher guts,
Marmaladed monkey meat,
Dirty little birdie's feet,
French fried eyeballs dipped in bowl of pus,
and me without my spoon!
French dip (steak sandwich with a little bowl of 'au jus' for dipping)
was often served at our dorm, but I never got it because it would always
remind me of this rhyme and then I'd lose my appitite. 'French dip
dipped in a bowl of au jus', etc.
Dan Hinojosa
>> Jesus saves... but Gretzky gets the rebound! He shoots. HE SCOOORES!!!
>Hi Dan. Still love that .sig!
Glad to hear it. Which brings me to my point...
Now YOU too can love my .sig. Simply send ALL your money to...
ME, via the above return address.
ObSmiley for any non-regular rec.humoroids reading here...
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Robert Stanley
(Roger Gonzalez ) writes:
>Ladies and Jellybeans, reptiles and crocodiles!
>I stand before you and sit behind you to tell you something
>I know nothing about. There will be a meeting tomorrow
>night right after breakfast to decide what color
>to whitewash the church. There's no admission, just pay at
>the door; plenty of seats so sit on the floor!
>Any others?
Well, I first heard that one as:
Ladles and jelly-spoons!
I stand before you, to sit behind you,
To tell you something I know nothing about.
Next Thursday, which is Good Friday,
There will be a mothers' meeting,
For fathers only.
Admission free (pay at the door),
Bring your seats and sit on the floor.
Robert_S
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chris schoonover
Mutilated monkey meat,
Chopped up baby parakeet.
French fried eyeballs rolling down a bloody street,
And I forgot my spoon.
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>Great green globs of greasy, grimy gopher guts,
>Mutilated monkey meat,
>Chopped up baby parakeet.
>French fried eyeballs rolling down a bloody street,
>And I forgot my spoon.
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Alright, you want a sick one? I thought so. Here goes..............
Moose pud, monkey slit, Orangutan snot
Sixty-nine douche bags tied in a knot
suck one, lick one, guzzle four more
lumpy, bloody puss from the crack of a whore
put all together, bake it in a pie
hot glazed toppings from a dead dogs' eye
and me without my spoon
Vinny McGrath
Try this one:
Great Green Gobs of Greasy Grimy Gopher Guts,
Mutilated Monkey Meat,
Dirty Little Birdy Feet,
Eighteen Eyeballs Walking Down Mainstreet,
and I forgot my Spoon.
All you guys are a little bit older than me, but this is the way I
remember it...
Enjoy...
Vinny.
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