Delicacy prevents me from saying what this item is really
    about. But don't let that stop YOU.

54 responses total.

it's...
oh, I *can't*.  This is more difficult than I thought!

Baked beans, Darth Vader, and the unexpected dangers of carrying a 
lightsaber but not a fire extinguisher.

No no no. That's not it at all!

Ah!  So you *are* concerned that the Earth's nudist ski resorts can easily 
be seen by the natives on Vega IX, *do* worry about just how offended said 
Vegans might be by the sight, and *have* concluded that they may shoot an  
intragalactic hyperpionic praeseodymium-lutetium 4w,4w,7d-orbital enhanced 
subchromodynamic megasyllabic transcoronal paramesonic leptonoid nova bomb 
our way in order to "tidy up" the view from the rear side of their beloved 
home planet! 

No wonder you wouldn't say it.  

I share your concern that the Earth may be destroyed within the week. 

We gotta start hoarding those Ho-Ho's *NOW*. 

Is that it?
Are we getting any closer?
Can we have a hint?

That would be indiscreet.

Mr Spirit's #4 is mostly off the mark, but he *did* get one
thing right.

It's the subchromodynamics then.  Knew it..

No. But it has to do with skiing.

um...skiing...downhill or cross country?

Delicacy prevents me from saying.

Depending upon the Snordship's delicacy, discretion, diction, and 
dissication, we might or might not deduce dat He has implied that
water skiing could be dropped as a tentative hypothesis in this matter.

Seems plausible given the season.

I prefer uphill skiing, myself. It's more conducive to falling over in
dramatic ways.

For dramatic falls, try rodder skiing.  (Hook a water-skiing line to the
back of the car, put on roller blades, & floor it.)  Even with mountain
blades, Michigan roads give a pretty rough ride.  But *nothing* on water
or snow is like seeing a semi driver's reaction when you crouch down,
cut under his trailer, then pop up on the other side.

But suppose we tried uphill water skiing?

I was the first person to ski up Niagara Falls in a barrel. But
delicacy precludes my saying more.

Aha!  So there it is.

Not really.

Perhaps our fair Snord was skiing up Niagara Falls in a barrel for reasons
other than keeping his clothes dry....  Delicacy might prevent Him from
naming names, of course, if He just by chance had some *company* in the
barrel.  And perhaps the very unusual route the barrel took might, just 
*might*, have been due in part to His being distract a wee bit by such 
hypothetical company in the barrel that He was skiing in...

The mystery remains: Who was with The Snord?

Snord was and ever shall be,
'Bove and below,
Ho-ho, Ho-HO!

snords always like ho-hos?

Ho-Ho is short for Holy-Holy.  (Much easier to say the former with your
mouth full of Ho-Ho's.)  It is the highest and most sacred Holy symbol of
the Snord.

After praying for inspiration, i was given the knowledge that it was not
Dan Quayle in the barrel with the Snord.  Perhaps He might deign to give
us some further hints....?

I'm sorry, perhaps I'm confused. Just why do you think that
anyone at all was in the barrel with me.

a barrel of monkeys?

Greetings, Your Snordship!

After duely comtemplating your #17, i was able to interpolate, extrapolate,
and hypothesize as propounded in my #20.  After worship, meditation, and
supplicantations (reference #22 and 24 above), You inspired me as indicated
in the latter referrant.  Having entered Your #25 into my Kaptain Koala
Sekret Dekoder Ring along with the hyper-gamma #3 super-dekryption key, i
now know that it was Elvis in the barrel with you, playing a transcription
of Ottorino Respighi's _Pini di Roma_ for 4-handed piano on the baby grand
that you always have handy. 

You are correct that I keep a baby grand piano with me in my
barrel at all times. (For playing barrelhouse piano, of course.)
You're off the mark with your Elvis theory, however.

<a very chastized i starts triple-checking his Kaptain Koala Sekret Dekoder
Ring>

I think we need to figure out what piece he was playing while 
he was in the barrel--that may be key.  Rachmaninoff, perhaps?
I just can't go with the Respighi in the barrel.

Delicacy prevents me from saying what I think of Respighi.

Who is this Delicacy and why does it keep black-mailing The Snord?
<lee misses having access to a piano>

Delicacy is the fine line that separates civility from barbarism.

<lee watches fine line about to get cut by butcher knife>

or is it to be cut with Occam's razor?
Hmmm......

Always dividing thing with silly 1-dimensional lines.  English metaphor 
is just so *FLAT*!  It's pitiful.  We really need a more modern language
in order to be properly enigmatic in the post-space age.

parlez-vous francais?

Let's learn Esperanto.  That's properly enigmatic, and I think
I have a book on it somewhere.

Cool!  What are our vocabulary words to learn this week?

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