Random bits of me
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And Engelbert Humperdinck! Yes, he was the man. That’s not his real name; he’s from Britain, but that’s not his name. There’s very few Humperdincks in Britain. He was born Gerry Dorsey, not Engelbert Humperdinck. His parents were not Mr. and Mrs. Humperdinck. They never said,
‘What shall we call our son so he does not get the shit kicked out of him at school?’
‘We shall call him Engelbert!’
‘Good, that’ll work!’
No, his name was Gerry Dorsey, and he released songs as Gerry Dorsey, songs such as ( mumbles ) which didn’t work ‘cause nobody could hear what he was saying. And then his managers, obviously, said, ‘We’re going to change your name, Gerry! It’s the name that’s the problem.’ And his name changed from Gerry Dorsey to Engelbert Humperdinck. I mean, I just wanted to be in the room when they were working that one through.
‘Zingelbert Bembledack! Yingybert Dambleban! Zangelbert Bingledack! Wingelbert Humptyback! Slut Bunwalla!’
‘All right, Kringelbert Fishtybuns! Steviebuns Bottrittrundle…’
‘No, Gerry Dorsey, I like Gerry Dorsey!’
‘No, we can’t do it… Who we got? Zingelbert Bembledack, Tringelbert Wangledack, Slut Bunwalla, Klingybun Fistelvase, Dindlebert Zindledack, Gerry Dorsey, Engelbert Humptyback, Zengelbert Bingledack, Engelbert Humperdinck, Vingelbert Wingledanck…’
‘No, no, go back one. Go back one. “Engelbert Humperdinck.” That’s it.’"
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Tagging → Mercedes Jones
Time Frame → Tuesday Afternoon, 5/14/2013
Location → The Omni San Francisco
General Notes → Mercedes...
Also pressed af @ that last scene.
So close yet so far.
When I was in seventh grade I wrote a paper about Columbus and called him “a bumbling fool with no business on a boat.”
‘Did something happen with you and Mercedes?’ Quinn demanded one afternoon as Sam sat silent next to her...
Poor black men. You dont even see that an attack on black women is an attack on you....
Went to pick up my cap and gown today.
I am having a bougie fit because I can’t find a place that has a beet and goat cheese salad for lunch.