LOL! @frogger3d

Part of this was filmed in the abandoned New York Pavilion from the 1964 World's Fair. The floor was covered with a giant map of the state in terrazo, it's really cool... http://www.nywf64.com/newyor05.shtml

hey gnargnar! I thought the same thing, but fedquip breaks it down into easy steps here: http://www.videosift.com/talk/How-do-I-join-clips You have to have a YouTube account.

nice sift, BTW! This was filmed in my part of the world...Brooklyn

In reply to your comment:
“i wanted to but i don't know how to make a playlist thing. actually i didn't know i could, i thought the original to youtube poster had to do that. can i still do that?”

*save

*discard

T. Rex - Slider

*promote

My cat Spike does this with a tissue box. Walks around with it. He is quite bright.

ick, add a little "gravy" and you've got yourself a simulated hairball. Try newspaper balls and bottlecaps...

*save... I saw them play a tiny club in Milwaukee called Zak's way, way back when. One of rock's finest eccentric voices and talents... Peter Perrett's website: http://www.sierrabravo.co.uk/perrett/index.htm

My very first was a self-linked kitty clip I innocently thought would be a nice promotion for my neighborhood shelter... farhad sniffed it out in a heartbeat and after a newbie's humble apology, I posted again. This was my first published...
http://www.videosift.com/video/WAR-by-HYPNOTIC-BRASS-ENSEMBLE

Oh, that self-link was eventually posted without my involvement by johnald128: http://www.videosift.com/video/kitten-loves-teddy

djsunkid posted the trailer here: http://www.videosift.com/video/JJ-Abrams-presents-a-mystery-trailer

OMG! Congrats and all that mushy stuff!

"gherkins"

and for any yanks having trouble with the mother tongue...

I used to buy my chips from an oppressive chip shop regime.
The girl who worked there, she seemed happy,
But I knew it was not what it seemed.
“Do you want salt and vinegar”, was what they made her say,
But in the language of the ghetto,
That means, “Help, I’m a woman in chains”
I wanted to free her.
In my dreams I would see her.
Running naked through the woods round Rainham,
If I had some tigers I’d train them.
To protect her
From the sexual fascism that was lurking, round the gherkins
(yeah)
I’d lean across the counter and we would talk,
I carved the name “Debbie” on a little wooden fork.
But into the shop came a skinhead gang,
They snatched the fork from my hand.
Debbie, she looked at me, to assert my masculinity.
I said “Oi!”, they said “What?”, I said “Nothing…”

Kitty! Gettng.In.The.Chicken!