I got nothing
but rather than not-blog, I'll implant this little holiday nugget into your lobes for you to enjoy while everyone else at the table is stuffing face:I said a hip hop the hippie the hippie to the hip hip hop a you don't stop the rock it to the bang bang boogie say up jumped the boogie to the rhythm of the boogie the beat.
Happy Thanksgiving.
posted by tinyhands @ 11:59 PM
4 Comments:
now what you hear is not a test, i'm rappin' to the beat.
...and that's why you adore me mister! :)
R U Gay?
Here's the "Thanksgiving" appropriate part of the song:
have you ever went over a friends house to eat
and the food just aint no good
i mean the macaroni's soggy the peas are mushed
and the chicken tastes like wood
so you try to play it off like you think you can
by sayin that youre full
and then your friend says momma he's just being polite
he aint finished uh uh that's bull
so your heart starts pumpin and you think of a lie
and you say that you already ate
and your friend says man there's plenty of food
so you pile some more on your plate
while the stinky foods steamin your mind starts to dreamin
of the moment that it's time to leave
and then you look at your plate and your chickens slowly rottin
into something that looks like cheese
oh so you say that's it i got to leave this place
i dont care what these people think
im just sittin here makin myself nauseous
with this ugly food that stinks
so you bust out the door while its still closed
still sick from the food you ate
and then you run to the store for quick relief
from a bottle of kaopectate
and then you call your friend two weeks later
to see how he has been
and he says i understand about the food
baby bubbah but we're still friends
I mean
Happy Thanksgiving dude.
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