As Bear and Mutley fly over the Caribbean Mutley tries to find a weather broadcast and manages to find a station paying steel drum music. He leaves it there and both begin to sing.
{Remember, kids, Elvis movies had even less of a premise!}
Bear:
I've traveled all around the world
And there are places that still stand out to me
None can really quite compare
To my island in the sea
My personal utopia
A place to run to where I can hide away
Where I can truly reign supreme
Somewhere fresh and clean where a man can dream
Boths:
I'm king, (king) king of somewhere hot
I'm king, (king) like every man should be
I'm king, (king) king of somewhere hot
Where the music in my soul(music in my soul)
Makes me start to lose control (start to lose control)
And I'll melt right on the spot
I'm the king of somewhere hot (hot)
King of somewhere hot (hot)
King of somewhere hot (hot)
King of somewhere hot (hot)
Mutley:
Now you just rent yourself a tile and dance the night away
Just like the locals do
A million miles from robin leach, life is just a beach
So far out of reach
Both:
I'm king, (king) king of somewhere hot
I'm king, (king) like every man should be
I'm king, (king) king of somewhere hot
Where the music in my soul(music in my soul)
Makes me start to lose control (start to lose control)
And I'll melt right on the spot
I'm the king of somewhere hot (hot)
King of somewhere hot (hot)
King of somewhere hot (hot)
King of somewhere hot (hot)
So hot!
{see the flight at: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B1x...]
Discussion Topic
When the guys are away... the gals will play
Posted on 10/17/09, 03:39 pm
[Sir Bear pre-flights his Grumman Albatross as it floats next to the dock while Judge Mutley loads their beach party and fishing gear.]
Mutley: All loaded.
Bear: As soon as I get the engines going, cast us off and climb aboard.
Minutes later, Mutley straps in the co-pilot's seat as Bear performs the pre-take off check list, then Bear pushes the throttles to full, eases back on the yoke and The Lady Of The Waters begins to climb to cruising altitude.
Bear: Where shall we go? Anguilla, St. Martin, or St Barts?
Mutley: Steer 135 and try to find land before we run out of gas.
Bear: Sounds like a plan
Mutley: Wonder what's going on back home?
Bear: Probably nothing.
Mutley: All loaded.
Bear: As soon as I get the engines going, cast us off and climb aboard.
Minutes later, Mutley straps in the co-pilot's seat as Bear performs the pre-take off check list, then Bear pushes the throttles to full, eases back on the yoke and The Lady Of The Waters begins to climb to cruising altitude.
Bear: Where shall we go? Anguilla, St. Martin, or St Barts?
Mutley: Steer 135 and try to find land before we run out of gas.
Bear: Sounds like a plan
Mutley: Wonder what's going on back home?
Bear: Probably nothing.
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Reply #1 10/17/09 3:51pm
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Reply #2 10/17/09 4:59pm
Sir Bear, Sir......look at the clear blue water.....you can see the bottom from up here. Look at the fish down there. Let's land over by that deserted island and set up camp and do some fishing before dark.
Wonder what kind of trouble Ham Ham is up to. Think Bruiser can handle her in jail? -
Reply #3 10/17/09 5:36pm
Like those brownies made me hungry. Got any more?
Esmerelda: CLUCK.... throws more brownies
Ham: OMG... every thing is ... like... sooooooooooooooooo..... green. -
Reply #4 10/17/09 5:43pm
[Bear circles the island twice, finds a good place on the leeward side and makes a water landing]
Toss out the anchor!
[crawls through hatch and climbs up on wing, begins to cast using a Ronson Torpedo lure]
Strange. my spidey senses are tingling.
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Reply #5 10/17/09 7:46pm
Yeah....my nose is twitching something fierce. I wonder if there is danger in Fibromania. I don't know about the hamster and that chicken. Those brownies tasted funny. -
Reply #6 10/17/09 9:09pm
[line stiffens, fish jumps]
Whoa! Tarpon!
[Bear is jerked off the wing and taken body surfing]
Yeeeee (gurgle) Haaaaaa!
[All thought of Fibro Land leaves his mind]
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Reply #7 10/18/09 12:20am
*a dark shadowy figure appears on the horizon of an unsuspecting Fibromania...the figure unbuttons it's trench coat to ready for the evil deed ahead...the figure steps out of the shadows & approaches an unsuspecting me...
Me: Who are you?!??! What are you doing here?!? Why are you wearing a Nixon mask & a trench coat?!?
The figure: So you really want to know?!?
Me: yesh!
The figure: Okie dokie!
*the figure opens his trench coat to reveal such beauty that one could not dare look away from...
The figure: You shall now follow me & do everything I say.
Me: Yesh Mashter... -
Reply #8 10/18/09 1:06am
Um....Sir Bear, Sir........I think that while you are body surfing out there you might want to catch our airplane out there. When you said to throw out the anchor, I did. I just forgot to tie the other end to the plane!
SIR BEAR....SIR BEAR..... my nose......it's itching like crazy. I feel we must get back to Fibroland before it's too late.
[Throws out line with bait on end and get an immediate hit.....fish leaps out of water and ...] HELP!!!
[Mutley is jerked into water and is taken away from shore]
Must reel this baby in..........(all thoughts of Fibroland are gone) -
Reply #9 10/18/09 1:58pm
[Bear and Mutley hang upside down while a Tarpon and a Marlin pose with their catch]
[An octopus holds a camera, a light source, and a small Blue Tang on one tentacle]: Say 'scrod'!
Bear: This is a revoltin' development! -
Reply #10 10/18/09 2:52pm
Mutley: How the heck did this happen, Sir Bear? Hope they don't decide to gut us and cook us.!!!
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