Incidentally, I agree.
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Get off my LAWN! "Grumpy Old Farts"
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Saw a few places like that while on liberty in the Philippines, 66-67.
What did one do on liberty in the Philippines? Were the bands any good?
That's a bungalow. It's in the book.
Bel-Air Camera & HiFi had a real basement. I shuttered everytime I had to go down there to get darkroom stock to haul upstairs. Earthquakes (EQ) and everything on my mind, you know. It was the late 1980s, a timeframe that had quite a few EQs after the Oct 1, 1987 Whittier quake.
Well, at least his house is famous!
The one band at the bar we hung out at in Olongapo was really good. Sounded very close to the records of whoever they were covering. Went to talk to them and found out they did everything phonetically-couldn't speak English for spit!
Otherwise enjoyed some female company. None on the carriers back in the 60s.
There are some very good bands in the region. They work hard to capture every detail. This is an Indonesian band called GodBless that was formed in the early 70’s and still going strong. I like their version of Friday On My Mind. They do it in a progressive band style.
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Bungal-Ode
There's a jingle in the jungle
'Neath the juniper and pine,
They are mangling the tangle
Of the underbrush and vine,
And my blood is all a-tingle
At the sound of blow on blow,
As I count each single shingle
On my bosky bungalow
There's a jingle in the jungle,
I am counting every nail,
And my mind is bungaloaded,
Bungaloping down a trail;
And I dream of every ingle
Where I angle at my ease,
Naught to set my nerves a-jingle
I may bungle all I please.
For I oft get bungalonely
In the mingled human drove,
And I long for bungaloafing
In some bungalotus grove,
In a cooling bung'location
Where no troubling trails intrude,
'Neath some bungalowly rooftree
In east bungalongitude.
Oh, I think with bungaloathing
Of the strangling social swim,
Where they wrangle after bangles
Or for some new-fangled whim;
And I know by bungalogic
That is all my bungalown
That a little bungalotion
Mendeth every mortal moan!
Oh, a man that's bungalonging
For the dingle and the loam
Is a very bungalobster
If he dangles on at home.
Catch the bungalocomotive;
If you cannot face the fee,
Why, a bungaloan'll do it --
You can borrow it from me!
Burges Johnson
There's a jingle in the jungle
'Neath the juniper and pine,
They are mangling the tangle
Of the underbrush and vine,
And my blood is all a-tingle
At the sound of blow on blow,
As I count each single shingle
On my bosky bungalow
There's a jingle in the jungle,
I am counting every nail,
And my mind is bungaloaded,
Bungaloping down a trail;
And I dream of every ingle
Where I angle at my ease,
Naught to set my nerves a-jingle
I may bungle all I please.
For I oft get bungalonely
In the mingled human drove,
And I long for bungaloafing
In some bungalotus grove,
In a cooling bung'location
Where no troubling trails intrude,
'Neath some bungalowly rooftree
In east bungalongitude.
Oh, I think with bungaloathing
Of the strangling social swim,
Where they wrangle after bangles
Or for some new-fangled whim;
And I know by bungalogic
That is all my bungalown
That a little bungalotion
Mendeth every mortal moan!
Oh, a man that's bungalonging
For the dingle and the loam
Is a very bungalobster
If he dangles on at home.
Catch the bungalocomotive;
If you cannot face the fee,
Why, a bungaloan'll do it --
You can borrow it from me!
Burges Johnson
That is a LARGE variation.....Oh...and NOT a bungalow....
Closest thing to a bungalow in S FL is what is called a 'shotgun house'.That is a LARGE variation.....Oh...and NOT a bungalow....
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Yeah..seen 'em .....Front door leads straight through to the back door....Cool....
Excellent cross ventilation in the pre AC days.
Currently enjoying a "Sweet Baby Jesus Chocolate Peanut Butter Porter". Mmmmm.
Currently slammin' down a birthday bottle of Goslings.....All's well...so far....
So named because you could fire a shotgun through the front door and hit something outside the back door.
Your spouse's lover usually....
"I'm your backdoor man".Your spouse's lover usually....
yeah, and tell me again what PUP's are in that FF. Happy bday
If it was a duplex it would be a double-barreled shotgun house.
Thank you, and again, Don't Ask!.......
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