Probably no one else will admit to owning Weird Al in 3D as a child and so I'll be alone in this observation.
I was reading the script review of the forthcoming Rocky VI on AICN when I came upon this tidbit:
"...so Rocky owns a Philadelphia restaurant and basically every night people want to hear Apollo Creed stories..."
This struck me as a strangely familiar scenario and so I pulled up some Weird Al lyrics and found this (to "Eye of the Tiger"):
"Fat and weak, what a disgrace
Guess the champ got too lazy
Ain't gonna fly now, he's just takin' up space
Sold his gloves, threw his eggs down the drain
But he's no bum, he works down the street
He bought the neighborhood deli
Back on his feet, now he's choppin' up meat
Come inside, maybe you'll hear him say
Try the rye or the kaiser
They're on special tonight
If you want, you can have an appetizer
You might like our salami and the liver's all right
And they'd really go well with the rye
Or the kaiser"
I can just picture Stallone sitting there, banging away at his typewriter in writer's blocked frustration when Weird Al comes on his ipod and suddenly, inspiration strikes!
Just wanted to share.
I was reading the script review of the forthcoming Rocky VI on AICN when I came upon this tidbit:
"...so Rocky owns a Philadelphia restaurant and basically every night people want to hear Apollo Creed stories..."
This struck me as a strangely familiar scenario and so I pulled up some Weird Al lyrics and found this (to "Eye of the Tiger"):
"Fat and weak, what a disgrace
Guess the champ got too lazy
Ain't gonna fly now, he's just takin' up space
Sold his gloves, threw his eggs down the drain
But he's no bum, he works down the street
He bought the neighborhood deli
Back on his feet, now he's choppin' up meat
Come inside, maybe you'll hear him say
Try the rye or the kaiser
They're on special tonight
If you want, you can have an appetizer
You might like our salami and the liver's all right
And they'd really go well with the rye
Or the kaiser"
I can just picture Stallone sitting there, banging away at his typewriter in writer's blocked frustration when Weird Al comes on his ipod and suddenly, inspiration strikes!
Just wanted to share.
