shewolfnm wrote:during the first season of american idol, when me and most of america watched it..
i would imagine i was on there when I was driving and belt out my best " singing voice" to what ever was on the radio.
I loved this fantasy so much, i bought a cd of a singer that I thought was a good match to MY voice, and used it instead of the radio..
now that you know this
i have to kill you...
Ok. You have shown your worth. You are the ultimate dork. You are America's Biggest Dork!
Les Miserables
Sit yourself down
And meet the best
Innkeeper in town
As for the rest,
All of 'em crooks
Rooking their guests
And cooking the books.
Seldom do you see
Honest men like me
A gent of good intent
Who's content to be
Master of the house
Doling out the charm
Ready with a handshake
And an open palm
Tells a saucy tale
Makes a little stir
Customers appreciate a bon-viveur
Glad to do a friend a favor
Doesn't cost me to be nice
But nothing gets you nothing
Everything has got a little price!
Master of the house
Keeper of the zoo
Ready to relieve 'em
Of a sou or two
Watering the wine
Making up the weight
Pickin' up their knick-knacks
When they can't see straight
Everybody loves a landlord
Everybody's bosom friend
I do whatever pleases
Jesus! Won't I bleed 'em in the end!
THENARDIER & CHORUS
Master of the house
Quick to catch yer eye
Never wants a passerby
To pass him by
Servant to the poor
Butler to the great
Comforter, philosopher,
And lifelong mate!
Everybody's boon companion
Everybody's chaperone
THENARDIER
But lock up your valises
Jesus! Won't I skin you to the bone!
(To another new customer)
THENARDIER
Enter M'sieur
Lay down your load
Unlace your boots
And rest from the road
(Taking his bag)
This weighs a ton
Travel's a curse
But here we strive
To lighten your purse
Here the goose is cooked
Here the fat is fried
And nothing's overlooked
Till I'm satisfied...
Food beyond compare
Food beyond belief
Mix it in a mincer
And pretend it's beef
Kidney of a horse
Liver of a cat
Filling up the sausages
With this and that
Residents are more than welcome
Bridal suite is occupied
Reasonable charges
Plus some little extras on the side!
Charge 'em for the lice
Extra for the mice
Two percent for looking in the mirror twice
Here a little slice
There a little cut
Three percent for sleeping with the window shut
When it comes to fixing prices
There are a lot of tricks he knows
How it all increases
All those bits and pieces
Jesus! It's amazing how it grows!
THENARDIER AND CHORUS
Master of the house
Quick to catch yer eye
Never wants a passerby
To pass him by
Servant to the poor
Butler to the great
Comforter, philosopher,
And lifelong mate!
Everybody's boon companion
Gives 'em everything he's got
THENARDIER
Dirty bunch of geezers
Jesus! What a sorry little lot!
MME. THENARDIER
I used to dream
That I would meet a prince
But God Almighty,
Have you seen what's happened since?
`Master of the house?'
Isn't worth me spit!
`Comforter, philosopher'
- and lifelong ****!
Cunning little brain
Regular Voltaire
Thinks he's quite a lover
But there's not much there
What a cruel trick of nature
Landed me with such a louse
God knows how I've lasted
Living with this bastard in the house!
THENARDIER & CHORUS
Master of the house.
MME. THENARDIER
Master and a half!
THENARDIER & CHORUS
Comforter, philosopher
MME. THENARDIER
Ah, don't make me laugh!
THENARDIER & CHORUS
Servant to the poor. Butler to the great.
MME. THENARDIER
Hypocrite and toady and inebriate!
THENARDIER & CHORUS
Everybody bless the landlord!
Everybody bless his spouse!
THENARDIER
Everybody raise a glass
MME. THENARDIER
Raise it up the master's arse.
ALL
Everybody raise a glass to the master of the house!
am not.
i wasnt ON stage,
direct me to the ACLU topic so I can get a rifle
DrewDad wrote:Les Miserables
Sit yourself down
And meet the best
Innkeeper in town
As for the rest,
All of 'em crooks
Rooking their guests
And cooking the books.
Seldom do you see
Honest men like me
A gent of good intent
Who's content to be
Master of the house
Doling out the charm
Ready with a handshake
And an open palm
Tells a saucy tale
Makes a little stir
Customers appreciate a bon-viveur
Glad to do a friend a favor
Doesn't cost me to be nice
But nothing gets you nothing
Everything has got a little price!
Master of the house
Keeper of the zoo
Ready to relieve 'em
Of a sou or two
Watering the wine
Making up the weight
Pickin' up their knick-knacks
When they can't see straight
Everybody loves a landlord
Everybody's bosom friend
I do whatever pleases
Jesus! Won't I bleed 'em in the end!
THENARDIER & CHORUS
Master of the house
Quick to catch yer eye
Never wants a passerby
To pass him by
Servant to the poor
Butler to the great
Comforter, philosopher,
And lifelong mate!
Everybody's boon companion
Everybody's chaperone
THENARDIER
But lock up your valises
Jesus! Won't I skin you to the bone!
(To another new customer)
THENARDIER
Enter M'sieur
Lay down your load
Unlace your boots
And rest from the road
(Taking his bag)
This weighs a ton
Travel's a curse
But here we strive
To lighten your purse
Here the goose is cooked
Here the fat is fried
And nothing's overlooked
Till I'm satisfied...
Food beyond compare
Food beyond belief
Mix it in a mincer
And pretend it's beef
Kidney of a horse
Liver of a cat
Filling up the sausages
With this and that
Residents are more than welcome
Bridal suite is occupied
Reasonable charges
Plus some little extras on the side!
Charge 'em for the lice
Extra for the mice
Two percent for looking in the mirror twice
Here a little slice
There a little cut
Three percent for sleeping with the window shut
When it comes to fixing prices
There are a lot of tricks he knows
How it all increases
All those bits and pieces
Jesus! It's amazing how it grows!
THENARDIER AND CHORUS
Master of the house
Quick to catch yer eye
Never wants a passerby
To pass him by
Servant to the poor
Butler to the great
Comforter, philosopher,
And lifelong mate!
Everybody's boon companion
Gives 'em everything he's got
THENARDIER
Dirty bunch of geezers
Jesus! What a sorry little lot!
MME. THENARDIER
I used to dream
That I would meet a prince
But God Almighty,
Have you seen what's happened since?
`Master of the house?'
Isn't worth me spit!
`Comforter, philosopher'
- and lifelong ****!
Cunning little brain
Regular Voltaire
Thinks he's quite a lover
But there's not much there
What a cruel trick of nature
Landed me with such a louse
God knows how I've lasted
Living with this bastard in the house!
THENARDIER & CHORUS
Master of the house.
MME. THENARDIER
Master and a half!
THENARDIER & CHORUS
Comforter, philosopher
MME. THENARDIER
Ah, don't make me laugh!
THENARDIER & CHORUS
Servant to the poor. Butler to the great.
MME. THENARDIER
Hypocrite and toady and inebriate!
THENARDIER & CHORUS
Everybody bless the landlord!
Everybody bless his spouse!
THENARDIER
Everybody raise a glass
MME. THENARDIER
Raise it up the master's arse.
ALL
Everybody raise a glass to the master of the house!
The only way you can be a true dork is if you know all the words by heart...and then sing them while doing the little dance.
I do sing along in the car; I do not dance to that one.
Any other Cake fans?
I don't want to wonder
If this is a blunder
I don't want to worry whether
We're gonna stay together
'till we die
I don't want to jump in
Unless this music's thumping
All the dishes rattle in the cupboards
When the elephants arrive
I want to love you madly
I want to love you now
I want to love you madly, way
I want to love you, love you
Love you madly
I don't want to fake it
I just want to make it
The ornaments look pretty
But they're pulling down the branches
Of the tree
I don't want to think about it
I don't want to talk about it
When I kiss your lips
I want to sink down to the bottom
Of the sea
I want to love you madly
I want to love you now, yeah
I want to love you madly, way
I want to love you, love you
Love you madly
I don't want to hold back
I don't want to slip down
I don't want to think back to the one thing that I know i
Should have done
I don't want to doubt you
Know everything about you
I don't want to sit across the table from you
Wishing I could run
I want to love you madly
I want to love you now
I want to love you madly, way
I want to love you, love you
Love you madly
Holy tomatoes!! fallout from the bcc email - it is NOW an insane day for sure
You can see my new favorite thing here:
http://www.okgo.net/
Click on "A Million Ways" dance.
This should prove me to be the Queen of Dorks.
Although there are some true contenders on this thread.....
Cake- Going the Distance
Reluctantly crouched at the starting line,
Engines pumping and thumping in time.
The green light flashes, the flags goes up,
Churning and burning, they yern for the cup.
They deftly manouver and muscle for rank,
Fuel burning fast on an empty tank,
Wreckless and wild they pour thru the turns,
Their prowless is podent and secretly stern.
As they speed thru the finish the flags go down.
The fans get up, and get out of town.
The arena is empty except for one man,
Still driving and striving as fast as he can
The sun has gone down and the moon has come up,
And long ago somebody left with the cup,
But he's driving and striving and hugging the turns,
And thinking of someone for whom he still burns.
He's going the distance.
He's going for speed.
She's all alone, all alone in her time of need.
Because he's racing and pacing and plotting the course,
He's fighting and biting and riding on his horse.
He's going the distance.
Yeah!
No trophy, no flowers, no flash bulbs, no wine.
He's haunted by something he cannot define.
Bowel shaking earthquakes of doubt and remorse,
Assail him, impale him with monster truck force.
In his mind he's still driving, still making the grade.
She's hoping time that her memories will fade,
Cause he's racing and pacing and plotting the course,
He's fighting and biting and riding on his horse.
The sun has gone down and the moon has come up,
And long ago somebody left with the cup.
But he's striving and driving and hugging the turns,
And thinking of someone for whom he still burns.
Cause he's going the distance.
He's going for speed.
She's all alone, all alone in her time of need.
Because he's racing and pacing and plotting the course,
He's figting and biting and riding on his horse,
He's racing and pacing and plotting the course,
He's figting and biting and riding on his horse!
He's going the distance.
He's going for speed.
He's going the distance...
_____________
My best friend and I in college used to sing that song...and especially liked the he's going for sppppeeeed part.
I bow to you Boom...
her dork-ness...
;-)
Boomer, I loved that video!!!!
That was incredibly cool. I especially loved their straight faces and the little bits of Michael Jackson choreography. And the kung-fu slow-mo bit.
And it looked like it was a continuous take!! That takes some serious practice.
boomerang wrote:You can see my new favorite thing here:
http://www.okgo.net/
Click on "A Million Ways" dance.
This should prove me to be the Queen of Dorks.
Although there are some true contenders on this thread.....
I think that the guys in the band are far more dorkie than you.
I like the song.
I have a weakness for really low British humor, especially from Monty Python. For a moderately embarrassing example see this sketch of theirs,
How not to be seen. It gets worse, but I am too embarrassed to link to the real bad ones.
husker wrote:direct me to the ACLU topic so I can get a rifle
http://www.able2know.com/forums/viewtopic.php?p=1701271#1701271
Oh wait. You're not one of the Evangelical Taliban, are you? Nah, you laugh too much. You're safe.
Just listened to - Werewolves of London
ahhhh-ooooooooo
excellent!
now play "Roland the Headless Thompson Gunner"
Chai Tea wrote:Just listened to - Werewolves of London
ahhhh-ooooooooo
At least it wasn't The Lion Sleeps Tonight!
Who let the dogs out
(woof, woof, woof, woof)
(woof, woof, woof, woof)
(woof, woof, woof, woof)
(woof, woof, woof, woof)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
Who let the dogs out (woof, woof, woof, woof)
(woof, woof, woof, woof)
who let the dogs out flash
