tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376507.post109328381751131747..comments2023-11-05T02:46:32.617-05:00Comments on Crash and Byrne: Just a QuickieUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376507.post-1093394329477220882004-08-24T20:38:00.000-04:002004-08-24T20:38:00.000-04:00Erm, sorry about the apparent multiple identical c...Erm, sorry about the apparent multiple identical comments... no, really, I AM a computer professional...jwerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13466841786162645311noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376507.post-1093371778763065192004-08-24T14:22:00.000-04:002004-08-24T14:22:00.000-04:00Soooo glad Mama Crash is okay!!Soooo glad Mama Crash is okay!!Zenchickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12717838725287773069noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376507.post-1093371500214338772004-08-24T14:18:00.000-04:002004-08-24T14:18:00.000-04:00"San Francisco, 1965... a young German/Irish girl ..."San Francisco, 1965... a young German/Irish girl sets out on adventure by joining a local folk vocal quartet. Fame beckons. Only mere days later, she is kidnapped by rabid flower children and wisked away to a commune in South Carolina. She is forced to manufacture paper bongs while listening to the Strawberry Alarm Clock's 'Incense and Peppermints' 24 hours a day. Meanwhile, distraught over the loss of their alto vocalist, the quartet hires a 320 lb. unemployed truck driver from the suburbs of San Jose named Leroy Cass Elliott. They dress him in drag, rename him 'Mama Cass', and teach him to lip sync to the recordings Mama Crash originally made, hoping no one will know the difference. Fame ensues for the group, as Mama Crash's musical career comes to an untimely end."palochihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03362312351556663151noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376507.post-1093363821063139772004-08-24T12:10:00.000-04:002004-08-24T12:10:00.000-04:00:o):o)Waynehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08447240877228161469noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376507.post-1093313363679716442004-08-23T22:09:00.000-04:002004-08-23T22:09:00.000-04:00Aren't satyrs half goat? I can't wait for Narnia. ...Aren't satyrs half goat? I can't wait for Narnia. Hung like a goat. Hm. Nah.<br /><br />Glad to hear Mama Crash is doing well.PatCHhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13481476780139975681noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376507.post-1093310923692570682004-08-23T21:28:00.003-04:002004-08-23T21:28:00.003-04:00This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.jwerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13466841786162645311noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376507.post-1093310918024855022004-08-23T21:28:00.002-04:002004-08-23T21:28:00.002-04:00This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.jwerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13466841786162645311noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376507.post-1093310908043902762004-08-23T21:28:00.001-04:002004-08-23T21:28:00.001-04:00This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.jwerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13466841786162645311noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376507.post-1093310902412864252004-08-23T21:28:00.000-04:002004-08-23T21:28:00.000-04:00Hot Toddy: It seems to me that Satyrs should be hu...Hot Toddy: It seems to me that Satyrs should be hung more like goats... although I have to say I am not a connoisseur of the livestock tackle assortment...<br /><br />Crash: you know, I was trying to think of who you reminded me of; I would've immediately thought of Bea Arthur if David wasn't even MORE like her than you...jwerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13466841786162645311noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5376507.post-1093295655474308882004-08-23T17:14:00.000-04:002004-08-23T17:14:00.000-04:00What are you thinking? Of course he'll be hot as a...What are you thinking? Of course he'll be hot as a satyr! Satyrs are usually shirtless and are hung like, well, like horses.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00653239308382239365noreply@blogger.com