My bad. My eyes must be going. I thought we were addressing umpire pants.

But I said look here brother

Who you jiving with that cosmik debris?

Now who you jiving with that cosmik debris?

Look here brother, dont waste your time on me.

Yep. I knew Ruth Underwood and Ralph Humphrey. Weasel's Ripped My Flesh, Burnt Weenie Sandwich and Sheik Yerbouti were among my favorties.

"Jewish Princess" had a special meaning for me at the time.

My favorite recording was his anti-speed radio spot. "Hi, I'm Frank Zappa. Wanna die? Try some speed. It'll rot your mind, rot your lungs, rot your liver. La Cucaracha. In other words, it'll make you just like your parents."

Regardless of all this. I thought we were discussing pants.

Shortly after his liaison with the taco stand lady, Garth makes a horrible discovery...:D

Sheeeesh. Doesn't anybody read anymore? I said Jewish princess.:D

Oh, the kind with a couple of sisters who can raise a few blisters?

That's the one.... a darling little jewish princess, who dont *** about cooking and is arrogant looking.

By the by, Ann Landers listed this in her top 10 obscene rock and roll songs.

My all time fav is "Bobby Brown"...Hey there peoplem I'm Bobby Brown. They say I'm the cutest guy in town. My car is sharp, my teeth are shiny. I tell all the girls they can kiss my hiney"....ahh the Mothers were cool....

Remember, don't eat the yellow snow!!! Hot Poop too.

We all came out to Montreux,
On the Lake Geneva shoreline.
To make records with a mobile,
We didn't have much time.
Frank Zappa and the Mothers,
Were at the best place around.
But some stupid with a flare gun,
Burned the place to the ground.
Smoke on the water, fire in the sky.

They burned down the gambling house.
It died with an awful sound.
Funky Claude was running in and out,
Pulling kids out the ground.
When it all was over,
We had to find another place.
But, Swiss time was running out.
It seemed that we would lose the race.
Smoke on the water, fire in the sky

We ended up at the Grand Hotel.
It was empty, cold and bare.
But, with the Rolling Stones truck thing just outside,
Making our music there.
With a few red lights and a few old beds,
We make a new place to sweat.
No matter what we get out of this,
I know we'll never forget.
Smoke on the water, fire in the sky.

Machine Head...I'm having a flashback to the early 70's.