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Somehow, It's Funny that Way
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Next one (since I am using a semi-obscure rendition of a somewhat obscure song, I'll do everyone a favor and post a link to the original at the end.)
Junk Eater's Defense
Travelin' down that fast food row,
listen to my rubber tires squeal.
Goodbye Panera and Pret a Manger,
I need a fattier meal
I've been a junk eater all of my life,
my fat craving will never ce-ease.
Got a gut like a truck tire ready to burst,
Sweat as slick as the grease.
Somebody said, "That a strange tatoo"
Ya' have on you face neck and chops.
Ah, said, that the vein marks left by the lard
A little more and my heart stops.
But I love the texture, and I love the taste,
I love the sizzilin' gri-il.
And their ain't no way that I'll ever stop.
'cause I'm never getting my fill.
I stood for the franchises, paid for their junk,
Swallowed my giant sweet tea
I stood up for trans-fats and sodium hikes,
Now who's gonna stand with me?
I've got no cast and I've got no heath
Just a blubber layer thick as a se-el.
And some blown out veins on the side of my head,
left by the Jumbo Sized meal.
Someday, when I'm dead and gone,
To heaven, the land of my dreams
I won't have to worry 'bout, shrinking mah gut,
Bout' running and new weight loss schemes
I ain't gonna pay my money away
For beans sprouts or dry brewer's yee-east.
I'm gonna chow down while this food is around
Then gorge at the Heavenly feast.
Junk Eater's Defense
Travelin' down that fast food row,
listen to my rubber tires squeal.
Goodbye Panera and Pret a Manger,
I need a fattier meal
I've been a junk eater all of my life,
my fat craving will never ce-ease.
Got a gut like a truck tire ready to burst,
Sweat as slick as the grease.
Somebody said, "That a strange tatoo"
Ya' have on you face neck and chops.
Ah, said, that the vein marks left by the lard
A little more and my heart stops.
But I love the texture, and I love the taste,
I love the sizzilin' gri-il.
And their ain't no way that I'll ever stop.
'cause I'm never getting my fill.
I stood for the franchises, paid for their junk,
Swallowed my giant sweet tea
I stood up for trans-fats and sodium hikes,
Now who's gonna stand with me?
I've got no cast and I've got no heath
Just a blubber layer thick as a se-el.
And some blown out veins on the side of my head,
left by the Jumbo Sized meal.
Someday, when I'm dead and gone,
To heaven, the land of my dreams
I won't have to worry 'bout, shrinking mah gut,
Bout' running and new weight loss schemes
I ain't gonna pay my money away
For beans sprouts or dry brewer's yee-east.
I'm gonna chow down while this food is around
Then gorge at the Heavenly feast.
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Elton will be at Soldier Field in Chicago this week
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A drunk was brought to court.
The judge says, "You've been brought here for drinking."
The drunk says, "Okay, let's get started."
The judge says, "You've been brought here for drinking."
The drunk says, "Okay, let's get started."
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End of Gilbert and Sullivan's Trial By Jury (their first operetta)
And the other clip (because I love this guy's rendition so much)
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Seedcorn's
travail
against kale
.
travail
against kale
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