Dark Eyes on an Open Thread

ByPamela Geller on January 29, 2016
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Tonight’s Friday night music selection is Louis Armstrong, Ochi Chernyie (Dark Eyes)
“Otchi-Tchor-Ni-Ya” (“Schwarze Augen”) … this version was originally recorded on March 19, 1954.

Oh, these gorgeous eyes, dark and glorious eyes,
Burn-with-passion eyes, how you hypnotise!
How I adore you so, how I fear you though ….

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  • Paul

    Eyes: the windows to the soul. You have beautiful eyes, Pamela. I’ve always thought so.

  • EJO

    This song goes out to all of those wretched, misunderstood immigrants in Europe who against their will, are forced to look at pretty girls, who are wearing skirts, and dresses, and make-up, and smelling really good.

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g7_1R_b4x7Y&feature=em-share_video_user

  • EJO

    A missionary in the deepest Amazon suddenly finds himself surrounded by a
    bloodthirsty group of natives. Upon surveying his situation, he says quietly to himself “I’m toast”.

    A ray of light breaks forth from the sky and a voice booms out: “No, you are NOT toast. Pick up that stone in front of you and bash the head of the chief”.

    So the missionary picks up the stone and proceeds to bash the head of the chief, knocking him out. He is breathing heavily while standing above the sprawled out-chief. Surrounding him are the 100 native warriors with a look of shock on their faces. The voice booms out again:

    “Okay… NOW you’re toast!”
    ———-
    Two lawyers were walking along, negotiating a case. “Look” said one to the
    other “let’s be honest with each other”. “Okay, you first” replied the other.

    That was the end of the discussion.
    ———-
    An elderly couple were taking a stroll when a bird flies past and relieves himself on the woman’s head. “Yech!” cries the woman. “Quick get some toilet tissue!” “What for?” the man asks

    “He must be half-a-mile away by now”.

  • Fred

    Great choice, Ms. Geller!

  • chris wolf

    See Drudge for Washington Post report that obama will go to a major regional mosque in Baltimore.
    Why does it not seem purely coincidental that the city where the “biggest mosque in the mid-Atlantic region” is the same city where the worst race riots in fifty years happened?
    And now obama will go give his Satanic blessing.
    They’re coming for us.

    • ljm4

      are you suggesting the moslem trojan horse is stabled there? Is that from where the crap emanates?

  • EJO

    Pussy cat, pussy cat, where have you been?

    I’ve been to London to visit the Queen.

    Pussy cat, pussy cat, what did you there?

    I frightened a mouse from under her chair.
    ———-
    And now for something completely different.
    ———-
    A married couple is fast asleep when suddenly the phone rings. The groggy husband answers it, expecting the worst. After listening a few seconds, he shouts, “How should I know? Who do you think I am, the weather man?” and slams down the receiver.

    “Who was that?” asks his wife.

    “I don’t know; some guy wanting to know if the coast is clear.”
    ———-
    It was blowing a gust as the flower girl stood waiting on the corner to cross the
    street – so hard that it blew her skirt right over her head.

    The gentleman next to her remarked, “Rather airy, isn’t it?” Her retort:

    “What’d you expect, guv’, feathers?”
    ———-
    There’s a new car stereo that’s voice controlled and so advanced that all you have to do is yell out what you want to hear and it switches stations. A freind of mine got to try it out. As he drove he yelled, “Rock and Roll!” at the dashboard and it began playing a Led Zeppelin song. .

    “Country & Western,” he shouted and it played Johnny Cash.

    Then as he passed a playground some children darted into the street and he had to swerve to avoid running them down. “Fuckin’ kids!” he exclaimed.

    And a Michael Jackson song came on.
    ———-
    A guy buys a parrot. Walking home he notices that a movie that he just has to see is playing at the theater. The clerk refuses to sell him a ticket because of the parrot. So the guy walks around the corner and hides the parrot in the crotch of his pants.

    He returns, buys a ticket, and goes in to see the movie. Because he is worried that the parrot might suffocate he unzips his pants. A couple sits down next to him.

    The girl says to her boyfriend, “Honey, the guy next to me has his pants
    unzipped.” The boyfriend says, “Ah, come on, you’ve seen one you’ve seen them all.” The girl says:

    “Yeah! But this one’s eating my popcorn.”