Ramalamadingdong

During Ramalamadingdong, it can be a little tiring to have to do it so many times more each day, but he's willing to do his part.

Of course, it was entirely different when New York City schools sets aside private areas for Muslim students to pray during Ramalamadingdong.

theres no fucking way im going without food all day when it gets to ramalamadingdong matey.

Who put the bomp in the bomp bah bomp bah bomp? Who put the ram in the rama lama ding dong?

‘Last week,’ continued the pastor, ‘I prayed for gifts from the Lord, I went to bed and later woke the whole house singing psalms in tongues! Someone told me I was saying “Oh Lord, when will our church revive?” in modern Greek. Now Lord, we ask for miracles! We ask to speak in tongues!’[…] As the meeting ended, the hum of tongues from the congregation continued, and one coloured girl was jumping up and down. I thought of throwing in a ramalamadingdong, but decided it might lack sincerity. Someone shouted several phrases in what sounded like Russian. When the meeting ended, three young men stood hugging each other in the emptying hall and beseeching the Lord, with closed eyes, to give them tongues and larger congregations.

"Bob, Washington has never seen a store like Neiman-Markup. We will take no prisoners. We will make the competition look as if they forgot to eat their Wheaties this morning. We will have customers lined up around the block, credit cards in hand, ready to rock and roll. When it comes to retailing, Bob, we will put the ram back in the ramalamadingdong. Neiman-Markup will be the D.C. store by which all others are measured." "You ever say anything that isn't a cliche?"

Do the gamma goochie, lots of sheep feel sorry. Phoneyboneyloney, ramalamadingdong.

“Yes—Oh! So, as the danger passed, if you want to call it that, the glowing of my soul would have faded until you couldn’t see it any more. I really should be dead—for a second time,’ she laughed. ‘Only I’m not. I’m as right as rain! Well, maybe not rain. I’m as right as... Ramalamadingdong!’

King Kong sing song, ramalamadingdong. Sound like a factory I’m fucking with my bling on.