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Post by yawn on Nov 22, 2005 23:00:11 GMT 10
No kidding...
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Post by bengal sammy on Nov 23, 2005 10:44:17 GMT 10
Those of you who yawn are those who will first fall prey to the might of TR Hell eat you up and spit you out before you can blink so watch out. RRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
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Post by shaggaz on Nov 24, 2005 13:17:55 GMT 10
What's a liger?
It's pretty much my favorite animal. It's like a lion and a tiger mixed... bred for its skills in magic.
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Post by orrin keepnews on Nov 25, 2005 16:25:27 GMT 10
i am a great fan of tigers and am so happy to hear he will be hunting at penny lane soon.I know his real Identity and he really is the greatest alto player around.To find out just employ this criteria:"The greatest alto player around" besides jealous detractors I think anyone can work it out.
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Post by Blakey on Nov 30, 2005 11:34:40 GMT 10
Here's one I prepared earlier, for me mate Tiger Rex
Tiger, tiger, burning bright
In the forest of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could Frame thy fearful symmetry?
In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare seize the fire?
And what shoulder and what art
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And, when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand and what dread feet?
What the hammer? what the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?
When the stars threw down their spears,
And watered heaven with their tears,
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the lamb make thee?
Tiger, tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
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Post by itchy on Nov 30, 2005 13:35:54 GMT 10
you're all nuts....
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Post by Tiger Balm on Nov 30, 2005 14:45:46 GMT 10
Tiger Nuts.
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Post by Glane sunshine on Nov 30, 2005 23:45:05 GMT 10
Fuck Tigers grouse
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Post by Not Peter Knight on Dec 1, 2005 12:09:13 GMT 10
Once upon a time, there was a small hamlet in the deep mountains. The people of this hamlet were always afraid of Tiger Rexes that roamed in the surrounding mountains. One day, their fear and anxiety brought all the villagers together to discuss their problem and find some ways of living peacefully without this constant fear. After much discussion, they came to an agreement: they decided to dig pits here and there to trap Tiger Rexes. Every able-bodied villager came out to dig deep pits around the village and, particularly, along both sides of the mountain pass leading to the village.
One day, Michael Tortoni was passing through the area and heard strange groaning sounds nearby. He approached where the sounds came from and found a large Tiger Rex trapped in a pitfall and trying to jump out. Seeing Michael Tortoni, Tiger Rex begged him for help: "Please, help me out of this trap, and I will never forget your kindness." Out of mercy, Michael Tortoni dragged a felled tree and lowered it into the pitfall. And the Tiger Rex climbed out.
As soon as Tiger Rex was out of the trap, he said to Michael Tortoni: "I am grateful for your help, but because humans made the trap to catch me, for that I will have to kill you." Michael Tortoni was utterly speechless and became frightened, too. Trying to be calm and mustering his courage, however, he said: "Wait a minute, Mr. Tiger Rex. It is patently unfair and outrageous to kill me. Fairness demands that we should have a few impartial parties to judge who is right." Tiger Rex agreed and both of them went to see Adrian Jackson.
After listening to their story, AJ said: "Well, it is the fault of humans. We Artistic Directors, too, have a grudge against humans. They drive us hard for their own benefit, suggesting who we should book for our festivals all the time, and then they complain when we book someone else, even though we have a small budget. This is all very unfair!"
Next, they went to Mark Isaacs. He listened to their story and said: "Humans are wrong. They post in pseudonyms all the time. What have we done to them to deserve that? They just have no heart!"
Listening to the second opinion, Tiger Rex was elated and ready to attack Michael Tortoni, when Peter Knight was walking toward them. "Phew, just in time, Mr. Kinght. Please, judge our case," and Michael Tortoni told Peter Knight what had happened. Peter Knight, then, said: "Fine, but before I make any judgement, I must see the original scene." So, Michael Tortoni, Tiger Rex and Peter Knight all went to the pitfall where Tiger Rex had been trapped. Peter Knight said to Tiger Rex : "I must see exactly how you were before Michael Tortoni rescued you. Where exactly were you?" Eager to show where he was, Tiger Rex jumped right into the pitfall. Peter Knight asked: "Was this felled tree in the pitfall when you fell into it, Mr. Tiger Rex ?" "No, it was not." So, the Peter Knight and Michael Tortoni took the tree out of the pitfall. Peter Knight , then, said to Michael Tortoni: "Mr.Michael Tortoni, now, be on your way." And Peter Knight, too, walked away.
The basic point in this story is fairness of judgment based on impartiality. Another moral point emphasized is that ingratitude is base. There is also an implicit view that an individual ought to be treated as he is rather than as a member of a group. This last point may be the most important hidden point in a society which has historically emphasized the notion of collective, as distinct from individual, responsibility.
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Post by shooter on Dec 1, 2005 13:53:14 GMT 10
If Tortoni had a gun he could have just shot Tiger, thats where the problem is, not enough guns.
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Post by Tigger on Dec 1, 2005 14:01:08 GMT 10
Tiger Rex resting between gigs  |
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Post by Mrs Rex on Dec 1, 2005 14:05:57 GMT 10
Here's my little Tiger Rex at his first birthday party   |
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Post by johnnymastropaulos on Dec 1, 2005 15:47:45 GMT 10
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Post by johnnymastropaulos on Dec 1, 2005 15:48:59 GMT 10
a young tiger is about to have a bad day.
and right after his first big NY gig with wynton as well.....
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