Like, Real Gone, Daddy-O
by Kris Weberg on August 23, 2006
I've been fairly busy for the last several days, going through writing-tutor training for Fall, reading for exams, and using
Ten Replies to Like, Real Gone, Daddy-O
Lori Lancaster | August 23, 2006
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Jackie Mason | August 24, 2006
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Kris Weberg | August 24, 2006
Lori, I'm just making fun of my own material, like I did in my second post.
As a rule everyone please, assume I am not making fun of anyone here whenever I post.
Also your guess is good, but not accurate.
Lori Lancaster | August 24, 2006
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Amy Austin | August 24, 2006
Well, I was going to suggest "Beat Generation" as the common thread, but I'm still unsure.
Kris Weberg | August 24, 2006
A handy guide to the subject lines for this round:
Like, Real Gone, Daddy-O
Don't Leave Me Hangin' on the Telephone
Collaborative Theatre with Irrational Actors
Natural Deselection
'Round Midnight
The rule common to all of those will be the answer.
Aaron Shurtleff | August 24, 2006
Are they all lines out of 70's songs? I know some of them are, but I don't know about all of them...
I can't wait to see SOaP!!! God, it'll be so awesome! I hear Samuel L. Jackson might curse! He's the best curser! *swoon*
Oh, wait. I was taking back sarcasm, not irony. Nevermind.
Jackie Mason | August 25, 2006
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Kris Weberg | August 25, 2006
Hint: it's not a pop culture reference.
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Lori Lancaster | August 23, 2006
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