I looked for you in DFW.....

Started by StephenGiles, May 10, 2004, 03:20:00 PM

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StephenGiles

"I want my meat burned, like St Joan. Bring me pickles and vicious mustards to pierce the tongue like Cardigan's Lancers.".

Peter Snowberg

It seems very vaguely familiar in the context of a lyric, but it's probably my mind playing tricks on me.

I'm stumped. :D

Take care,
-Peter
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StephenGiles

Think airports in Dallas!
"I want my meat burned, like St Joan. Bring me pickles and vicious mustards to pierce the tongue like Cardigan's Lancers.".

mattv

Even after you gave it away, it still took me a second.

Cute.  :)

Peter Snowberg

I changed planes once there and got "attacked" by the Hare Krishnas looking for donations, but I'm still drawing a blank.  :o Maybe I'm just slow. :lol:
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StephenGiles

You've got it ? Lovefield used to be the airport in Dallas, just a play on words really. It was written by a UK country singer/doctor called Hank Wangford - really!
"I want my meat burned, like St Joan. Bring me pickles and vicious mustards to pierce the tongue like Cardigan's Lancers.".

Peter Snowberg

Uuuuuhhhhhhhhh.... now I get it. :)

Take care,
-Peter
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StephenGiles

"I want my meat burned, like St Joan. Bring me pickles and vicious mustards to pierce the tongue like Cardigan's Lancers.".