On Sun, Oct 20, 2013 at 10:58 AM, Jones Beene <[email protected]> wrote:

> Actually there are probably a few of us here on Vortex who would personally
> volunteer for this … well, in a few years, Porgie.

Porgy and Mudhead in High School Madness

from Don't Crush the Dwarf Hand Me the Pliers
by The Firesign Theater

Announcer 1: This is U.T.V. - for you, the viewer

Announcer 2: The Howl of the Wolf movie

Woo.. Woo... Wooooof

Announcer 2: Presenting honest stories of working people as told by
rich Hollywood
stars

Woo.. Woo... Wooooof

Announcer 3: This morning's wacky feature - Porgy and Mudhead in High School
Madness with Dave Casman as Porgy and Joe Bergman as Mudhead

SONG:
   Porgy Tirebiter!
   He's a spy and a girl delighter,
   Orgie Firefighter!
   He's just a student like you.

   If you're looking for a Captain of the Ringball Team,
   You can bet he won't be there.
   You'll find him pa-popping off at Pop's Sodium Shoppe,
   Tr-trailing a red, with red hair.
   Doobie doo-wah...
   Porgy Tirebiter!
   Just a student like you!

Porgy: Like me?!

   Just a student like you!

Father: Stop singing and finish your homework!

   Just a student like you! ooooooooooo...

Mother: Adolf come and get it! Your clamcakes are getting damp.

Father: 10 - 4 Eleanor

[Door Slam and Footsteps]

Father: Whew! Defoliating a victory garden certainly works up an appetite.

Mother: You sit down, father, and dig right in.

Father: That's right! This afternoon I'll be able to start digging the pit.
If I can get any work out of that boy of yours I can have the bunker finished by
election day. Where is Porgy anyway?

Mother: He's up in his room, helping Porcelin make the bed.

Porcelin: Oh Porgy, Oh my, oh my, oh my!

Mother: Porgy... Porgy Tirebiter!

Porgy: Co.. eh... Coming mother!

Mother: He's so good with the servants, Fred.

Father: Stop calling me Fred. My name's Adolph.

[Footsteps]

Porgy: Bombs away, Dad. Morning, Mom.

Mother: Morning, son.

Porgy: Oh, hot dog! Groat cakes again. Heavy on the 30 weight, Mom.

Father: Don't, don't eat with your hand, son. Use your entrenching tool.

Porgy: Ah, Gee, Dad. I'm just trying to save time. It isn't everyday a guy
graduates from high school.

Father: Ha ha ha! How many times have I heard that before...

Mother: Well you boys fight it out among yourselves.

Father: Ok mother!

[Sounds of a Fist Fight]

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