The Queen's Meme : The Woodstock Meme ~ I Dig It!

I know this is a late posting again but I have some deadlines to beat. Now is my time to play... So here it goes...

Forty years ago this week, three days of peace, love and rock 'n roll (and mud) happened near Bethel, New York. It was the Summer of 1969.

Attire: Hippie jeans. Long hair. Legal or illegal smoke. Psychedelic vibe.

The scene: You are at Woodstock. You go alone but meet up with a beautiful man/woman. You spend three days together.

Put yourself inside the peace & love vibe. You can choose to be stoned or straight. I put it in the story for the sake of reality. Just don't inhale in this meme.

This is the conversation you have upon meeting or you can make it into what you overhear others say.

It makes no sense and has no continuity by design.

You must fill in the familiar blanks to finish the story. Some are song lyrics. You may use more than one word to fill in the blanks.

Oh! I forgot to tell you (must be the smoke in here) You have a new name. It must a combination of the first letter of your first name, the third letter of your middle name and the last letter of your last name.
Peace out! Somebody might wanna turn on a fan in here.

1. "Hello, my groovy name is BL**P.

By the looks of those flowers in your hair, you must be having a ball .

Didn't they tell you? No smack head allowed!

2. Come on, Baby, light my ciggy .

When I lay me down to smoke I pray my ashes to keep.

If I get high with a little help from my friends before I wake, I pray the old lady my skull and butt to take.

**puff puff**

3. Because the first time ever I saw your cellophane flowers of yellow and green towering over your head I realized that what the world needs now is style sweet style. Besides, I always feel guilty watching you blow your mind out when I should be laying some sprouts on you.

But I dig it!

4. Have I told you lately that I need somebody to love. Could it be anybody. I need somebody to love you? Hey! Don't step on that friend. Oh, I get by with a little help from my friends. Mmm, I get high with a little help from my friends. Oh, gonna try with a little help from my friends !!

Dude. That guy is really weird but.....

5. There's a party in my sleeping bag and half a million of my loaded friends are coming over tonight and we're gonna blast my baby off my mind. Darn the luck. It's raining tight dresses and lipsticks and I'm sportin' in high heeled boots. Oh but tomorrow morning I'll have to change the trend, become sweet sixteen and back to class again.

Luckily, Papa was a rolling thunder and I'm on a first name basis with the cops.

**puff puff**

6. I'm really digging your ob-la-di ob-la-da life goes on bra but that strawberry fields has got to go. Those flowers in your hair are beginning to smell like strawberry fields forever.

Have I told you lately that I think I know I mean a 'Yes' but it's all wrong, that is I think I disagree. Let me take you down 'cause I'm going to strawberry fields with you?

** puff puff**

7. I'm beginning to see well blue blue blue suede shoes in those trees over there. Do you see it?

Out of all the millions of hippies here, you are the most doggone soul. Well, do anything. But lay off them blue suede shoes.

But I dig it, man.

**puff puff**

8. I'd use all my blood, sweat and get the horn by the bull.. ow! just to get next to your too much monkey business.

Love is free but I'd really like to buy that guy's army bunk, army go, army chow, army cook.

It says "Make money money money not gas. " Fart out!

9. I'm grateful to be on the long and winding road that leads to your door 'cause there's a bad pool of tears rising in Jefferson's Airplane. But that's okay, 'cause Joe Cocker said I could get by with a little high from my friends.

10. Oh, by the way, your yellow submarine is on fire. But I dig it.