Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for November 24, 2017

I’ve had parasitic worms during my times overseas. They are not too marvelous, too marvelous for words.

Nice…a worm shield, protecting infiltration of the brain during the dance, the dance of life in those worm holes of space.

Someone may have misunderstood the words. Many singers do not enunciate clearly….

(I’ll be back for more extended commentary later….)

And Munster found it too cheesy for words.

It’s a new way to start a nuclear chain reaction.

No helminth can penetrate the amazing dancing anti-parasite shield strategy.

Many people said that Director J.J. Abrams had gone too far with the lens flare effect. Some people said that he had not gone far enough.

Dance like Fred and Ginger, “whistle” like Bogey and Bacall.

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“Dark Passage” – the final scene.

“Too Marvelous for Words.”

https://youtu.be/kji0snCuXc4

The early bird gets the worm.

@$% @#¥ ₩!&€

“It’s all right. You don’t want those apples. They are full of little worms.” ~ Brass Orchid, in response to RANDOMKNOTTS’ post on yesterday’s F.A.

“… I went to a marvelous party

I must say the fun was intense

We all had to do

What the people we knew

Would be doing a hundred years hence …”

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from Noel Coward’s “I Went to a Marvelous Party”

https://www.lyrics.com/lyric/12185398

Honestly, it looks like she just let go of him in a close clinch, and he’s falling backwards. And no reason that couldn’t be marvelous too.

Let the worms shine, let the worm shine in…

The possibilities were both frightening and exhilarating. None of the usual literature mentioned anything like this, leaving me only worm-eaten comic books and lunatic shamans as guides. But I didn’t know that yet. I didn’t know anything yet, except that my head felt funny, and the world felt strange. Or the world funny and my head strange. I wasn’t strong on details at the time.

This took me back many years to when my daughter was quite young. One day I asked her what was up. Her reply, “Worms.” That became a thing for a while.

I’d like to know who has the big life insurance policy payoff awaiting them when these two trip-the-light-fantasticers dance themselves right off the cliff. Always follow the money …

Watch your step as you dance. Those wormholes are large enough to fall into completely only to find yourself travel many billion light years..

This implies that worms can’t handle marvelous. I cry fowl! I mean sure, sometimes the worm turns and they get a little drunk on their own giddiness, but I’ve never known them to take up arms or anything. Unless, of course, you are talking about burping the worm, in which case I have no comment.

The technical term is mondegreen. “Worms” for “words” is a misunderstanding, in this case perhaps attributable to the vigorous dance-steps these two indulge, of (e.g.) the lyrics of a song and the substitution therefor of a near homophone. (How the term itself came to be accepted into the dictionary only in the last year of the 20th century [i.e., 2000] is an amusing tale.)

I shall not, however, accuse our cult leader, Sr. Teresa of the Perpetual Lame, of mumpsimus. That would be unseemly and might even lead to my banishment from Froglandia for lèse majesté….