If this were a Christmas party...
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discoveredinaljIf this were a traditional sort of Christmas party, we'd have games and songs, right?
So, with that in mind, my contribution to the festivities today consists of a quiz and a filk. Gather around and break out the eggnog. It's time to find out which of our favorite guys you would be, if you were in the show.
Which of the Professionals are You?
You'll be offered HTML code at the end of the quiz that will (I hope!) allow you to paste your results into your responses below, or on your blog, or webpage, or wherever else you want. That is, if you actually feel like sharing them with anyone... ;-)
Now onto the musical portion of the party!
Okay, I have to fess up here and admit that I didn't actually write most of this myself. I found it on a hideously pop-up-porn heavy site called www.lyricsdownload.com, under the title "The 12 Days of Christmas", and as far as I can tell the lyrics were posted by someone called "TheUndertaker180".
But with just a little tweaking, they fit right into the CI5-verse! In a very grim, profane, anti-Christmas kind of way...
(Eep!)
THE 12 DAYS OF A CI5 AGENT’S CHRISTMAS REFRESHER COURSE
On the first day of Christmas old Macklin gave to me, a cartridge in the left knee. (Ow!)
On the second day of Christmas old Macklin gave to me, two swollen bollocks and a cartridge in the left knee. (Ow!)
On the third day of Christmas old Macklin gave to me, three Chinese burns, two swollen bollocks and a cartridge in the left knee. (Ow!)
On the fourth day of Christmas old Macklin gave to me, four flying head-butts, three Chinese burns, two swollen bollocks and a cartridge in the left knee. (Ow, fuck off, not again!)
On the fifth day of Christmas old Macklin gave to me, five broken ribs, (An’ here we bloody go...) four flying head-butts, three Chinese burns, two swollen bollocks and a cartridge in the left knee. (Put the gun down, ow!)
On the sixth day of Christmas old Macklin gave to me, six broken toes, five shattered ribs, (I didn’t fuckin’ know he was hiding there!) four flying head-butts, three Chinese burns, two swollen bollocks and a cartridge in the left knee. (The training’s worse’n the bleedin’ job!)
On the seventh day of Christmas old Macklin gave to me, seven wounds a-bleeding, six broken toes, five shattered ribs, (He's a right nutter he is!) four flying head-butts, three Chinese burns, two swollen bollocks and a cartridge in the left knee. (Here it fuckin’ comes!)
On the eighth day of Christmas old Macklin gave to me, eight compound fractures, seven wounds a-bleeding, six broken toes, five shattered ribs, (‘Oi, that’s my fuckin’ gun!) four flying head-butts, three Chinese burns, two swollen bollocks and a cartridge in the left knee. (I’m in fuckin’ agony!)
On the ninth day of Christmas old Macklin gave to me, nine solid knockouts, eight compound fractures, seven wounds a-bleeding, six broken toes, five shattered ribs, (I’m gonna get my fuckin’ grenade launcher!) four flying headbutts, three chinese burns, two swollen bollocks and a cartridge in the left knee. (Surprise, surprise!)
On the tenth day of Christmas old Macklin gave to me, ten total hammerings, nine solid knockouts, eight compound fractures, seven wounds a-bleeding, six broken toes, five shattered ribs, (Oh fuck, Towser’s coming now!) four flying head-butts, three Chinese burns, two swollen bollocks and a cartridge in the left knee. (I’ve had a titful of this!)
On the eleventh day of Christmas old Macklin gave to me, eleven lacerations, ten total hammerings, nine solid knockouts, eight compound fractures, seven wounds a-bleeding, six broken toes, five shattered ribs, (Oh fuck, the old Cow’s got a gun, too!) four flying head-butts, three Chinese burns, two swollen bollocks and a cartridge in the left knee. (How many fuckin’ bullets has he got?)
On the twelfth day of Christmas old Macklin gave to me, twelve days in traction, eleven lacerations, ten total hammerings, nine solid knockouts, eight compound fractures, seven wounds a-bleeding, six broken toes, five shattered ribs, (Don’t fuckin’ stand there, ring an ambulance!) four flying head-butts, three Chinese burns, two swollen bollocks and a cartridge in the fuckin’ left knee. (Surprise, sur-fuckin’-prise, fuckin’ hurts an’ all. FUCK OFF!)
Merry Christmas, everyone!
Rebel ducks for cover...
So, with that in mind, my contribution to the festivities today consists of a quiz and a filk. Gather around and break out the eggnog. It's time to find out which of our favorite guys you would be, if you were in the show.
Which of the Professionals are You?
You'll be offered HTML code at the end of the quiz that will (I hope!) allow you to paste your results into your responses below, or on your blog, or webpage, or wherever else you want. That is, if you actually feel like sharing them with anyone... ;-)
Now onto the musical portion of the party!
Okay, I have to fess up here and admit that I didn't actually write most of this myself. I found it on a hideously pop-up-porn heavy site called www.lyricsdownload.com, under the title "The 12 Days of Christmas", and as far as I can tell the lyrics were posted by someone called "TheUndertaker180".
But with just a little tweaking, they fit right into the CI5-verse! In a very grim, profane, anti-Christmas kind of way...
(Eep!)
On the first day of Christmas old Macklin gave to me, a cartridge in the left knee. (Ow!)
On the second day of Christmas old Macklin gave to me, two swollen bollocks and a cartridge in the left knee. (Ow!)
On the third day of Christmas old Macklin gave to me, three Chinese burns, two swollen bollocks and a cartridge in the left knee. (Ow!)
On the fourth day of Christmas old Macklin gave to me, four flying head-butts, three Chinese burns, two swollen bollocks and a cartridge in the left knee. (Ow, fuck off, not again!)
On the fifth day of Christmas old Macklin gave to me, five broken ribs, (An’ here we bloody go...) four flying head-butts, three Chinese burns, two swollen bollocks and a cartridge in the left knee. (Put the gun down, ow!)
On the sixth day of Christmas old Macklin gave to me, six broken toes, five shattered ribs, (I didn’t fuckin’ know he was hiding there!) four flying head-butts, three Chinese burns, two swollen bollocks and a cartridge in the left knee. (The training’s worse’n the bleedin’ job!)
On the seventh day of Christmas old Macklin gave to me, seven wounds a-bleeding, six broken toes, five shattered ribs, (He's a right nutter he is!) four flying head-butts, three Chinese burns, two swollen bollocks and a cartridge in the left knee. (Here it fuckin’ comes!)
On the eighth day of Christmas old Macklin gave to me, eight compound fractures, seven wounds a-bleeding, six broken toes, five shattered ribs, (‘Oi, that’s my fuckin’ gun!) four flying head-butts, three Chinese burns, two swollen bollocks and a cartridge in the left knee. (I’m in fuckin’ agony!)
On the ninth day of Christmas old Macklin gave to me, nine solid knockouts, eight compound fractures, seven wounds a-bleeding, six broken toes, five shattered ribs, (I’m gonna get my fuckin’ grenade launcher!) four flying headbutts, three chinese burns, two swollen bollocks and a cartridge in the left knee. (Surprise, surprise!)
On the tenth day of Christmas old Macklin gave to me, ten total hammerings, nine solid knockouts, eight compound fractures, seven wounds a-bleeding, six broken toes, five shattered ribs, (Oh fuck, Towser’s coming now!) four flying head-butts, three Chinese burns, two swollen bollocks and a cartridge in the left knee. (I’ve had a titful of this!)
On the eleventh day of Christmas old Macklin gave to me, eleven lacerations, ten total hammerings, nine solid knockouts, eight compound fractures, seven wounds a-bleeding, six broken toes, five shattered ribs, (Oh fuck, the old Cow’s got a gun, too!) four flying head-butts, three Chinese burns, two swollen bollocks and a cartridge in the left knee. (How many fuckin’ bullets has he got?)
On the twelfth day of Christmas old Macklin gave to me, twelve days in traction, eleven lacerations, ten total hammerings, nine solid knockouts, eight compound fractures, seven wounds a-bleeding, six broken toes, five shattered ribs, (Don’t fuckin’ stand there, ring an ambulance!) four flying head-butts, three Chinese burns, two swollen bollocks and a cartridge in the fuckin’ left knee. (Surprise, sur-fuckin’-prise, fuckin’ hurts an’ all. FUCK OFF!)
Rebel ducks for cover...
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Date: 2006-12-04 06:24 am (UTC)With Peggy recently doing grabbies from Mixed Doubles, Macklin is very fresh in my mind.
I think you are going to need more than a good meal of scrambled eggs to assist in your healing process for all the injuries.
Well done.
(Ambulance has been called for to take you to St Victor's A&E and Dr Robert Kingsford is waiting for you)
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Date: 2006-12-04 11:09 am (UTC)What if it were scrambled eggs with special CI5 healing properties...?
Glad you liked it!
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Date: 2006-12-04 06:41 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2006-12-04 08:01 am (UTC)*and I got Doyle too - big surprise :-)
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Date: 2006-12-04 11:12 am (UTC)Glad you liked it!
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Date: 2006-12-04 08:54 am (UTC)Thanks - great way to start a morning.
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Date: 2006-12-04 11:14 am (UTC)You're welcome!
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Date: 2006-12-04 09:52 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-12-04 11:15 am (UTC)Me, I figured it was meant for eating.
Glad you liked the quiz! (Though now I'm wondering if everyone except me is going to end up Doyle - there must be other Bodies out there!)
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Date: 2006-12-04 11:32 am (UTC)I was also a Doyle, btw. Though it's not really surprising that result is coming up most often since he was the gateway character to the series in most episodes.
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Date: 2006-12-04 11:44 am (UTC)Glad you liked it!
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Date: 2006-12-04 01:04 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2006-12-04 01:11 pm (UTC)Loved the song... I'm off to play nurse. ;P
Well, twelve days in traction they can hardly escape, can they?...lol
Thanks for this myrebelcat. :)
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Date: 2006-12-04 01:52 pm (UTC)And I kinda figured the song might appeal to all of us who love the h/c. ;-)
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Date: 2006-12-04 01:25 pm (UTC)Now, to the singing *clears throat*...
Thanks for a lovely post!
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Date: 2006-12-04 01:57 pm (UTC)You're welcome! :-) Glad you're having fun!
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Date: 2006-12-04 01:40 pm (UTC)Now for the singing.... no, it never will sound quite the same again!
Thanks for posting this, gave the morning a lift!
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Date: 2006-12-04 02:00 pm (UTC)The result spread is turning out very interesting. Heavy on the Doyles, a few Bodies, surprisingly no Murphys here yet. I'll have to get my husband to play again, so we can have at least one Cowley (that's what he turned up as in the previews). I'm not really expecting many Tommys... ;-)
I'm glad you liked it!
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Date: 2006-12-04 02:18 pm (UTC)You are definitely channeling Bodie. ;-)
I, however, am apparently part of the crowd of Doyles.
Thanks for the entertainment!
Heh. ::snigger::
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Date: 2006-12-04 02:53 pm (UTC)And now I've got this vision of a massive gang of Doyles riding their motorcycles down the street together. Yikes!
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Date: 2006-12-04 03:16 pm (UTC)LOL! The song is a scream!
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Date: 2006-12-04 07:10 pm (UTC)I had an incredible amount of fun writing his answers. Do you actually put ammo belts on your Christmas tree? Or was it the possibility of getting armaments in your stocking?
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Date: 2006-12-04 07:07 pm (UTC)Glad you had fun with the quiz!
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Date: 2006-12-04 05:27 pm (UTC)Hilarious quiz! Tears were rolling down my cheeks as I read it. I linked to it in my LJ; hope you don't mind.
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Date: 2006-12-04 07:04 pm (UTC)And, oh maybe that's why I didn't come up as Doyle. Because, yeah, I may not have ever actually shot a real live person myself (the range instructor frowned on that kind of thing), but the thought of mayhem definitely makes me laugh. I've got a very low-brow sense of humour...
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Date: 2006-12-04 06:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-12-04 06:53 pm (UTC)Are they wearing any clothes? ;-) Oh dear, now my mind just strayed away from football scrums to something probably only I would ever find amusing... Right. Back to the sporting events!
We could dress all the Doyles in cute little shorts and kneesocks and field our own team, eh?
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Date: 2006-12-04 06:46 pm (UTC)Glad you liked it!
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Date: 2006-12-04 06:45 pm (UTC)It's in the fine print. ;-)
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Date: 2006-12-04 07:14 pm (UTC)So glad you were amused by the song, too! I was honestly a tad worried I'd end up offending people.
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Date: 2006-12-04 07:23 pm (UTC)I have to admit that I chose the options in the quiz which made me laugh the hardest, and of course I ended up being another Bodie ... :) and very happy to be one, too.
Thank you for the wonderful party fun.
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Date: 2006-12-04 07:27 pm (UTC)I think Bodies have more fun. And gentlemen (named Doyle) prefer them. ;-)
I'm very happy to hear that I could make you laugh! Thank you!
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Date: 2006-12-04 08:11 pm (UTC)shagsnogwankcare for Bodie heeheeLoved the filk too - clever you!
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Date: 2006-12-04 09:22 pm (UTC)So glad you enjoyed my offerings today!
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Date: 2006-12-04 09:36 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-12-04 09:43 pm (UTC)Me, I enjoyed art class sure, but I also arranged things so that I got to get out of school a year early (after having already been accelerated twice and held back once). Couldn't stand the place.
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Date: 2006-12-05 02:18 am (UTC)And honestly, I love the lads too, but never mind being them - I wouldn't even want to date them! Bodie's attempts at charm would send me screaming in the other direction, and Doyle would drive me mad with his moods. Murphy's more up my alley, and Bodie and Doyle are best off with each other. ;-)
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Date: 2006-12-05 11:37 am (UTC)Glad you had fun!