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Golden Spam Cans to Promote Python Musical
Eibwen writes "For the upcoming release of Monty Python's Spamalot, Hormel foods is giving the first 100 customers who purchase a ticket a golden can of honey grail spam."
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this is pretty interesting, Hormel embracing the Python language and its role in combating unsolicited commercial email!
what? oh, nevermind then...
There is much cruelty in the universe, John.
Yeah, we seem to have the tour map.
Not only will we being seeing these cans for years on Ebay, the contents will still be 'edible'.
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here it is, the...
...spam spam spam egg and spam; spam spam spam spam spam spam baked beans spam spam spam... ...or Lobster Thermidor a Crevette with a mornay sauce served in a Provencale manner with shallots and aubergines garnished with truffle pate, brandy and with a fried egg on top and spam.
The Monty Python Spam Sketch
From the second series of "Monty Python's Flying Circus"
Transcribed 9/17/87 from "Monty Python's Previous Record" by Jonathan Partington (JRP1@PHX.CAM.AC.UK)
Scene: A cafe. One table is occupied by a group of Vikings with horned helmets on. A man and his wife enter.
Man: You sit here, dear.
Wife: All right.
Man: (to Waitress) Morning!
Waitress: Morning!
Man: Well, what've you got?
Waitress: Well, there's egg and bacon; egg sausage and bacon; egg and spam; egg bacon and spam; egg bacon sausage and spam; spam bacon sausage and spam; spam egg spa hrefam spam bacon and spam; spam sausage spam spam bacon spam tomato and spam;
Vikings: (starting to chant) Spam spam spam spam...
Waitress:
Vikings: (singing) Spam! Lovely spam! Lovely spam!
Waitress:
Wife: Have you got anything without spam?
Waitress: Well, there's spam egg sausage and spam, that's not got much spam in it.
Wife: I don't want any spam!
Man: Why can't she have egg bacon spam and sausage?
Wife: That's got spam in it!
Man: Hasn't got as much spam in it as spam egg sausage and spam, has it?
Vikings: Spam spam spam spam (crescendo through next few lines)
Wife: Could you do the egg bacon spam and sausage without the spam then?
Waitress: Urgghh!
Wife: What do you mean 'Urgghh'? I don't like spam!
Vikings: Lovely spam! Wonderful spam!
Waitress: Shut up!
Vikings: Lovely spam! Wonderful spam!
Waitress: Shut up! (Vikings stop) Bloody Vikings! You can't have egg bacon spam and sausage without the spam.
Wife: (shrieks) I don't like spam!
Man: Sshh, dear, don't cause a fuss. I'll have your spam. I love it. I'm having spam spam spam spam spam spam spam beaked beans spam spam spam and spam!
Vikings: (singing) Spam spam spam spam. Lovely spam! Wonderful spam!
Waitress: Shut up!! Baked beans are off.
Man: Well could I have her spam instead of the baked beans then?
Waitress: You mean spam spam spam spam spam spam... (but it is too late and the Vikings drown her words)
Vikings: (singing elaborately in RealAudio) Spam spam spam spam. Lovely spam! Wonderful spam! Spam spa-a-a-a-a-am spam spa-a-a-a-a-am spam. Lovely spam! Lovely spam! Lovely spam! Lovely spam! Lovely spam! Spam spam spam spam!
We eat ham and jam and spam a lot!
God is my Palm Pilot.
But just before we award you this can, the old man from Scene 24 has a few questions...
One line blog. I hear that they're called Twitters now.
In this day of over-sensitivity, political correctness, and people/corporations sueing at every possible interval, it's great to see the makers of the dreaded Spam yuck it up with laughter, turning a positive light on the fact that they are the butt of many jokes. In fact, they are probably laughing all the way to the bank ...
-- (Score:i , Imaginary)
I don' think I'll be interested. You see, I've already got one. It's verra nice.
Like that, the people at Hormel understand that all of the Spam humor isn't REALLY directed at them, so why not have a little fun with it, doncha' know?
What is the difference between a small revolutionary change and a large evolutionary change?
Arggh! You have said The Word! One word that the Knight of Ni! cannot hear!
One line blog. I hear that they're called Twitters now.
spamplz@comcast.net The interesting thing is that the spammers will actually drop my email from their lists in a couple of days. Apparently, they purge their lists of emails that contain the word 'spam' under the (generally correct) presumption that these are junk accounts. So, if tradition holds, I'll get some spam for the next few days and in a week it will taper off to nothing.
When things get complex, multiply by the complex conjugate.
that assumes it was edible to begin with
I think Cmdr Taco saw the words "spam" and "python" in the title and decided this must be IT related.
Les Miserables Volume 1 now up with my reading of
...to the super-secret Hormel Spam Factory where you will meat Sammy Hamm, the inventor genius responsible for spam. You will also be able to swim in the pork river that runs through the factory, and meat the Athero-sclerosos, those diminutive factory workers that make it all happen at Hormel. And maybe even get to chew the beta version of Hormel's Sweet and Sour Pork-flavored bubble gum if you dare*
*Beta versions may cause curly-tail syndrome in certain individuals.
Really, instead of the squared-off pig logo, this is one of the few times the old SPAM can logo would have been correct.
And I too congratulate Hormel for their attitude on this - they really have taken the appropriation of their trademark pretty damn well.
Most companies would have hired kneecappers to hunt down the Python troop for what they've done.
www.eFax.com are spammers
One year they sues to protect their meaty name and the next year they endorse it by giving out golden cans.
there really is a lot to make fun of :)
I know more than you drink.
I can see people buying it for the amusement value... but would they actually EAT it?
Each winner will receive not just one can of spam, but 100 a day, for the rest of their life, delivered to their front door.
We interviewed one lucky winner, Mr. Smith. He said he'd never heard of this promotion and hadn't even bought a ticket for the musical. "Please just stop sending me this stuff, I can't even get in my house anymore!", he pleaded.
Hormel, in a statement, replied, "Although Mr. Smith did not actually buy a ticket, he did purchase a can of spam in 1972, thus establishing a business relationship with us. If he no longer wishes to receive his prize winnings, he may send us a letter at '123 Unsubscribe Avenue, Springfield, The World, The Universe'"
We're IT people. Doesn't it count as "misery loves company" to stuff mistreated captives in tiny little cubicles until they're glistening in grease! I keep picturing all these sheep being herded together by the HR border collies, caying "We can't have layoffs! My stock options are finally vested tomorrow! No, not my cellphone! You can shear me, take my right leg for leg-of-lamb, but don't take my cellphone! A-a-a-a-a-r-r-g-g-h=h!"
Ooo, he links to Peta.
Let's all go naked, cover ourselves in pig blood, and stand outside department stores looking for people wearing fur so we can rub the blood all over them. Then we can put up a huge billboard with a picture of a cooked human baby and a happy family eating it, making sure that it's so disgusting it'll cause traffic accidents.
Get a grip, man, PETA is a joke. The more THEY say eating meat is bad, the more meat I will eat. That's a huge virtual middle finger to you.
Remember what Maddox says:
http://maddox.xmission.com/c.cgi?u=sponsor
For every animal you don't eat, I'll eat three.
Comment of the year
You talk about cruelty to animals, but what about those veggies? You rip apart that poor defenseless piece of lettuce, and eat it while it's still alive! The local produce stand is a haven for plant torture. Ripped from the earth and left to slowly die of starvation, with their only release being crushed to death between some vegans molars.
You sick bastard.