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What happens to a meme deferred?

Does it dry up like a Rickroll in the sun?

Well, precisely! One for work, one for christenings!

Yes, I knew that, (if only because during the argument I had on the subject yesterday afternoon I Googled it).

I always thought it was the gent on the pony who had the feather in his cap, but then you might expect a "called himself" rather than a "called him"...

This is one of those age-old imponderable questions that I hope not to get from my children until they are old enough that my running off shrieking and abandoning them forever rather than answering will not be fatal to them.

That's what I thought!

It seems as though we have a consensus!

I'll tell my interlocutor that he was wrong!

A wave of popular entertainments based on vintage patriotic songs! Now that's a phase I'm looking forward to. "Battle Cry of Freedom" actually wouldn't be a bad title...

I assume the Macaroni will be some sort of zombie hunter, and that thousands will slink away disappointed from the theater upon discovering that there is no cheese appearing in this film.

Right! Oops!

I'm sure we'll all have to contemplate it if Eve decides to run for office.

She was also a female comic book character, so her decision/proportions may or may not bear any resemblance to Actual Women Who Exist.

What a senseless waste of human life!

(mumbles something about Sir Cheese Not Appearing in this Film)

So you think "it" is the cap? I suppose "it" could also be the style of cap-wearing...

But we have an accord: It is not the horse.

Depends! How many sodiums exactly?

Thanks to the recent news from the Vatican, every time I see "pop" in a phrase, I surreptitiously replace it with "Pope." So far, "pope tart" is my favorite result, but "pope culture" isn't bad either.

We have an accord!

As a mildly disappointed new car winner might say.

I don't understand why you would ever advertise an absence of cheese. I have never felt more strongly that I was not someone's target demographic. Well, with the possible exception of that Christine O'Donnell "I'm You" ad.

GREAT SCOTT! IT'S BEGINNING!

I love being in DC during the lead up to snowstorms, because while Boston, say, during that massive blizzard, shrugged and closed the streets, DC does a commendable impression of a recently beheaded chicken and everyone starts to make loud lamentations over their bottled waters as the first flakes fall and melt instantly on contact.

I couldn't believe it, but my search was no more fruitful! I did find these little guys in sweaters, but that was as far as it went.

I don't know if it was unintentional, like my "him/it" slip earlier, but I like the phrase "one can then amuse any self"... ("Even Hyde will be into THESE pics!")

I recently wound up in one of those strange corners of the Internet that gravity sifts you towards eventually, and someone was suggesting it would be fun to wake up in the morning and decide what secondary sexual characteristics you were going to put on, along with clothes and everything else. "Meh," one could say, "not today. I have to go jogging later."

My request is simpler than yours. I just want an IKEA commercial to come on right afterwards.

Heyo!

So, Madonna?

Ha!

Concurred!

The cheese stands alone.

WHAAAAT?
Hold the phones!

Actually, the expression "hold the phones" -- that's getting into "selling like hotcakes" territory. What's the modern equivalent?

Why change now? It's a tested approach. Some are already claiming that the snow was the President's idea. And Secretary Napolitano is already blaming the snow for massive delays at airports...

Er. Wait.

Hahahahaha

+10, for the image!

It's a shame, but our Houses That Look Like Things department was the first to fall victim to personnel cuts.

That is one sassy chicken.

That is so classic DC.

There's an old joke that says if snow is expected to fall in DC, you close early. If it's expected to actually hit the ground...

Oh, snap, the Borgias! It's hard to beat them in any category of papal shenanigans.

"Figure out how to halt this fixed-gear bike" doesn't quite have the same ring to it.

You should call it the Russian Action Cheese -- "it's a cheese riddle wrapped in a cheese mystery inside a cheese enigma. Sprinkled with cheese." As Churchill would doubtless have said.

I remember some version of Sim City, and the original Sims. The original Sims, may I add, is depressingly like life. All my friends spent long amounts of time carefully decorating their Sims' living spaces, and I just got expensive mismatched wood paneling and leapt into forcing my Sims to make ill-advised relationship choices.

Yes, I stand corrected! Are the approximately six or so other responses where people noted this showing up?

(lashes self with a wet macaroni noodle)

I think also at the end of "The Flying Deuces" with Laurel and Hardy, the Ollie horse is wearing some sort of hat or wig or something. Or possibly it's just a mustache.

To see your old movie reference and raise you an ANCIENT movie reference...

Ooh, steampunk. Or if we wanted to go earlier, "Halt the pony express!"

"Tell that carrier pigeon to COME BACK!"

Usually those rooms have some other furniture. Besides, of course, the chess board and piano.

I loved "SimPark!" I can now identify all kinds of wild berries, provided I do not see them in the wild but am handed exactly the same picture of them that was included with the game.

I approve this message.

Stop the dashes and dots! Get that pigeon back!

Let's get to the Photoshops!

Oh, wow.

That's like airplanes telling you to turn your pagers off. As I think numerous others have quipped, "Yup. Did that. In 1997."

On that note, I think I may have to wrap up soon! Gotta go cap the pony!

That sounds like a strange euphemism.

Truth!

"Don't have sent that tweet" certainly does, though.

Possibly.

Emily Dickinson would probably have tweeted a lot. But on the other hand she might have been so busy doing that that she might not have written any poems.

Hey, humans wearing horse hats has been a thing. Why not ponies wearing human hats?

Could happen!

HORSE BRUTALITY!

I have dim recollections of these as well!

Sounds like it!

On that note, keep reading the Compost! And I would call it macaroni if you were to follow me on Twitter!

...I'm not using that right, am I?