clong@topaz.rutgers.edu (Chris Long) (11/23/89)
Some Vague Recollections of TV Theme Songs on a Windy Night This is the tale of our castaways, they're here for a long long time. I'll be doing my very best, to make this rhyme, to make this rhyme. For a three hour tour. A three hour tour. The weather started getting rough, the Partridge's were tossed. If it wasn't for the courage of the fearless crew, the Brady's would be lost, the Brady's would be lost. No phones, no lights, no motor cars, no very lovely girls. All of them had hair of gold, like Robinson Crusoe, the youngest one in curls. For a three hour tour, a three hour tour. The first mate and Sam the Butcher too, will do their very best, to make Danny Partrdige comfortable, in his tropic island nest. Can they do it? Listen Fudd, they've got radioactive blood. For a three hour tour, a three hour tour. There's Gilligan; the Skipper too. I wish I knew how this song went, I haven't got a clue, I haven't got a clue. For a three hour tour. A three hour tour. So join us here each week, my friends. You're sure to get a smile. Mike and Carol Brady, here on Gilligan's I-sle! -Chris -- Edited by Brad Templeton. MAIL, yes MAIL your jokes to funny@looking.ON.CA Attribute the joke's source if at all possible. I will reply, mailers willing. I reply to all submissions, but about 20% of the replies bounce.