HornEd

Have you looked on here on the Klipsch Forum? Try http://www.klipsch.com/news/feature.aspx?id=980 to see what went into the Cameo Theater. JBL (a Harmon International corp.) is the largest vendor of theater systems... but Klipsch is increasingly catching up. -HornEd

We are all glad for you... if for some reason you don't do the deal, I would like appreciate your letting me know and I might do it depending upon the year and finish... or perhaps the other if you would email me the info. It's nice to have a Forum where folks can take care of one another. -HornEd

...tie an EVINRUDE to his prize stuffed STURGEON hanging over his smelt LOCKER and sailed across to London walking to #2 PALL MALL street to meet his Auntie MacCassar who was needling an ANTIMACASSAR to collect fini head oils to sell to the JUAREZ LUBRICATION cartel for their famous quickie lubes for...

Right on Allan!... and then the lawyer said, "Not too cool ToolEd, the CASCADE of TITLE tunes is like a serenade of PASATIEMPO BILLYgoat pops... like I'd rather dig an Ellington/STRAYHORN arrangement of a DEMILUNE tune from m00n's better half... you know, something that would tempt FINi to...

---------------- On 3/12/2004 2:57:56 PM Clipped and Shorn wrote: Nice finish, fini. Indeed, the fini finish is a legend, he's fast like Greeced lightning... ---------------- Hmmm, how much DOES a Grecian urn when full of BLO? Perhaps, fini should charge more. If his fini fast finish is Legend... than I ought to hire him to BLO my KLF-30 herd... instead of my forlorn Corns (replaced by new-to-me rear effects K-horns). -HornEd

Ah, yes, gimme that ol' time jazz hymn "Ed? Give up!!!" first sung to me by my favorite ex-wife just before the lawyers came to say... OT: Allan, I've always enjoyed your cool On Topic audio and jazz comments... but responding to your seven letter mystery scripts keeps me from stepping on the toes of WDST enthusiasts. Thanks for the rehab fodder. -HornEd

... so to pick up the thread... VANCE broke wind through his BOXER shorts... and as that pleasant FUTOMAKI sushi breeze blew over the WHEAT fields of ERIE, Illinois, there on a log sat fini's long lost cousin, JAMES FENIMORE of COOPERtown gluing an 8-PLY stack of MDF to construct a horn-loaded subwoofer... while singing that old Bose hymn...

fini... go back and stand in the corner(s) until you have both Khorns installed! -HornEd

Wow, that's good for Jordan... and I sure would have traded your Belles for his Khorns in a New York Minute... providing they were the kind of Khorns that I am seeking. That would have given me six Khorns and two Belles... which my next project requires. Ah, well, such is life! I'll be talking to you soon. -HornEd

said HornEd as he loaded his un-civil MUSKET into his 1840 STUDEBAKER pulled by his faithful jackasses, CYRUS and VANCE, to haul his CORNICE chon gherkin hybrid and the candle waxed GUERIDON to the local BC taco stand to exchange for a BURRITO. Just as CYRUS backed into the taco stand jackass stanchion for a bit of oats... VANCE suddenly broke...

I think that Jordan (JorJen on the Forum} lives in Tracy and just missed the Khorns in Bonny Doon. fini and I both steered him to the East Bay vintage Khorns. I've been looking to pick up certain kinds of Khorns and Belles only to have to go as far as Atlanta to find them. I have never seen the Khorn & Belle pickings as fertile in this area since the big Silicon Valley tumble of a few years ago. Our cornerless (for the moment) fini has a sharp eye for all things Heritage... those in NorCal that seek Klipschorns, Belles, Corns, and such ought to drop him a pm or email. It will give him something other than the "7-word" game to do and driving around pretty girls twice a day! And maybe more on the weekends!! What a dream job!!! -HornEd

B-flat Buzz that leveled Egg Harbor Township, to which cool Allan said...

me to reprise that the English department of the U. of COLOGNE, on a lark, stunk up STALINGRAD with a BAKELITE dish of CORDite mixed with ROTTENSTONE and poured it into Allan's TUBA... lit a match and, forthwith, OT: Man, Allan, your a such a challenge, B.C. snuck in while I was still scratching my head. Hope you don't mind me using your cool words to prompt my playful mental rehab hour. -HornEd

Hey fini, are you sure your freshly oiled Corn nuts are of the walnut persuasion and not pecanisimos? ...or is that the effect of BLO-by? They sure look a bit pale for being the walnutiest Corns in California... maybe they need a little sun! Actually, they almost match a pair that I have temporarily retired due to picking up three more swinging Belles -HornEd PS: Speak up, I can't hear you or them... I've got a walnut in my ear!

quote Shakespere's "Taming of the Shrew" in Oxford English saying...

Oops, my "brain dead" count on "grain-fed" as one word... which would have given you six words in the post above the six word one you noted. Hmm, I wonder how this game would be as a 7-11 quickie challenge... at least seven words but no more than eleven? Speaking about challenges, our Forum Ambassador of Jazz, Alan Songer has created an inspired randomnicity challenge all on his own... although methinks he would like to see "THE END" of this tacky tale. It sure was nice of Allan to offer you a reprieve from your tone arm-twisting (c'est fini) disaster on Khorn day at your house. He's always seems to have a twinkle in his eye and a cool point of view. I hope he didn't take offense at my working his odd set of words into a storyline. -HornEd

on to the MERRY-G0-ROUND of loggerhead Forum conflicts on the GILBERT islands where a RHODE's scholar ex-president presented a TROPHY woven of WISTERIA vines grown in MISSOULA to HornEd for outstanding monopole-cat abstinence... when suddenly the trophy was snatched by none other than...

As a native San Franciscan who raised "mixed-race" (what ever that is supposed to mean since we all seem to be mongrels) children and who spent more than a little time in "HotLanta" (as some people called the home of Georgia Tech)... and trust that you will become a **** of an engineer! -HornEd

Thanks for sharing GullahIsland... fini had already touted me on these but I thought them better for JorJen's den. Last Sunday I picked up another pair of Klipschorns and a Belle that better fit the project that was started with my other pair of Klipschorns... and the two Belles I brought from you. There's nothing quite like the music of four Belles with only one ubiquitous Clapper entranced at every corner by Klipschorns... Life IS Good! -HornEd

that the Songer Sage among us imparted these mystic words that we may continue to go on and on with our TASK, building our own golden CALF skin VICTORIAN Klipschorn DUST ruffle whilst our frustrations were bass trapped in the CACHEPOT where lay the COILED...

(translation continues) came closer as the FIRE ENGINE hit an errant WATERMELON BOX squishing it into the PAVEMENT until it looked like warmed over TORONTO SLOOP soup with a B flat buzz on... when in a flash of brilliance, an overcoat opened and...

which translated into no jive jingo reads... "riffs in my oPINION polish up the LUSTER of this follow the bouncing BALL game like a BOLIVIAn CAMEL's hump pizza on a square LOUIS XVI plate of...

Hmm, looks like you "$-LaScalated" up the Heritage ladder... Congratulations! Yours ought to sell quickly... since that wanton price gouger fini marked his up $5 higher to offset "Dutchman" in detailing! -HornEd

Pong, fini, only this time I sent Jorjen a clear path to these vintage beauties and wished him well. If I were to only have one pair, this well could have been the ones to have. I am sure he appreciates your not doubling up this week and going for a four cornered Heritage frenzy! Thanks for the HornEd head's up! -HornEd PS: The phrase game calls for SEVEN words (or more) and, whilst in the heat of the fray, you referenced only six words were required. Could this be a ***** in your legendary intellectual "armoire?"... or refer to a leather bondage set of winning word game words by Lenny Bruce?... or just an old woodhecklers "tongue-in-groovy" shot at understated numerical humor? Edit: Hmm, webmaster in mid "Greggorian" chant placed asterisks where a pun of a cliché was... the star-crossed uglified word represents a "gap" in one's armor (which I made armoire in honor of fini's carpentry skills). It sounds like a political correctness issue... but then again I have become so old that I still remember "gay" as a ubiquitous expression of simple happiness with one's life. And, perhaps, it still is... but people look at me in funny ways when it slips onto my tongue that was formed in the '30's. No, fini, not 1830's!

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