I thought it was cool how she diguised as a man to join the army! It was funny who she releaved herself in the end and beat the living daylights out of Zapp! LOL! It was funny how Fry was scared about the war and Leela was brave! :)
it was obvious - Fry would have been afraid anyway, while Leela's much more brave than Fry in all circumstances.
The only really funny part about leela dressing as a man was that Zapp was attracted to her and acted totally gay. And that she showered with her hat on.
Your sig delimiter is wrong - it should be "-- " and not "--".
It's somewhat of a de facto standard, a convention at least. Anyhow...to put my two cents in, I thought the mess table moment between Fry and Leela said alot. Maybe that's not gonna be a sham marraige after all.
I shall have to wait a bit longer to see. But my contention is that the marriage may be an alternate reality not affilliated with the what-if machine. But who knows.
You mean "If it's not a written LAW and I can get punished for not obeying, I will not follow it". *Very* good argument. So smart!
Of course this is just _suggested_ - nobody CAN force you to do what it says. But I think it's plain rude to - do something wrong - read /that/ it's wrong - know its wrong - ignore it, just b/c you *can*
I really enjoyed the part where Fry was describing how he was going to break the fencce down, beat up those three gaurds, then take over the helicopter. Leela went and did just that, and Fry says "Alright, I did it! Wait, that's not me."
On 27 Nov 2000 14:20:24 GMT, [email] (Wishkah875) wrote:
It reminded me of an old folk song called Jack-A-Roe (frequently covered by The Grateful Dead) about a woman who joins the navy to follow a sailor she is in love with. Not an exact analogy, but similar. I'm posting the lyrics below.
It also reminded me of a Monty Python skit with a cabin boy who is obviously a woman with a stick on mustache named "Mr. Prostitute".
--Larry
Jack-A-Roe (Traditional)
There was a wealthy merchant, in London he did dwell He had a Beautiful daughter, the truth to you we'll tell Oh the truth to you we'll tell
She had sweethearts a plenty, and men of high degree But none but Jack the sailor, her true love ever be Oh her true love ever be
Jackie's gone a sailing, with trouble on his mind He's left his native country and his darling girl behind Oh his darling girl behind
She went down to a tailor shop and dressed in man's array She climbed on board a vessel to convey herself away Oh convey herself away
Before you get on board sir, your name we'd like to know She smiled on her countenance, they called me Jack-A-Roe Oh they called me Jack-A-Roe
I see your waist is slender, your fingers they are small Your cheeks too red and rosy to face the cannonball Oh to face the cannonball
I know my waist's to slender, my fingers they are small but it would not make me tremble to see ten thousand fall Oh to see ten thousand fall
The war soon being over she went and looked around among the dead and wounded her darling boy she found Oh her darling boy she found
She picked him up on in her arms and carried him to the town she sent for a physician to quickly heal his wounds Oh to quickly heal his wounds
This couple they got married so well they did agree This couple they got married so why not you and me? Oh why not you and me? Oh why not you and me?