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Crazy Chinese Resturant Guy:
He dine and dash me! He chew and screw me! He sip and skip me! Police: What? Crazy Chinese Resturant Guy: He no pay for his four Scorpion Bowl. Davey: Oh, boy. I'm the kinda guy that can't stand the holiday So I drink them all away That's me I don't decorate no trees And I won't eat no potato lakees But I'll give this old ladies melons a squeeze That's just who I am Well I'll never spin a dreidel But I'll always throw an egg And I'll charliehorse your leg- for laughs While you're singing your holiday tune I'm acting like the town Bafoon Whipping out my big white scary moon And blowing a beef your way I hate folks who think reindeer are cute to me they're just something to shoot I hate love, I hate you, I hate me Well I'm a snowmobile stealing No 'tis the season' feeling Kind of guy (kind of guy) This time of year sucks So I take my numchucks And make sure every snowman dies Believeing in Santa's all wrong And Chaunaka's eight days too long I hate love, I hate you, I hate me I hate love, I hate you, I hate me |
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A wont a you a dance wit me at the annual all star a banquet
A will a feel so fancy free at the annual all star a banquet Everyone in town will be lookin their best, Even Mrs. Selman with the one extra breast. Its a kind of a nite when ur feet match When u feel nearly 5 foot 3! They'll laugh and they'll dance and they'll pee in their pants Cuz there's a patch at the all star a banquet waiting for me! |
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| 3:40 |
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Look you got to understand it's just been me and Eleanor for 67 years
So she gets nervous around strangers I wouldn't show that picture to any one, or they might try to take you 2 guys back to the laboratory UHHH…. Listen we got rules in this house, and you better follow them or you'll find yourself outta of here, Ya ya ya This might be harder then I thought If you're coming from street, with dirty shoes on your feet That's a technical foul If you switch the radio, to some modern music show That's a technical foul If you don't shut the door, after using the fridge-er-a-tor That's a technical foul, A technical foul If you touch the thermostat, (you'll get hit with a bat) Cause that's a technical foul (You'll feel my wrath) If your hair clogs the drain, (you'll know the meaning of pain) Cause that's a technical foul (I'll show you no mercy) Ohh… this is such bull shita Hey… In this house we say bull spit Or it's a technical foul, A technical foul Let me get this straight, you expect me to change my entire life style in one night, because you guys are a couple of psychotic control freaks! You got it bub, Or you can go rot in the gutter it's up to you Yankee Doodle! Well I don't want to do that, but let me run a few questions by you so I don't screw up accidentally. If I don't spray Lysol, after moving a bowel, That's a technical foul. Okay! If I decide to wash my ass with your monogrammed towel, That's a technical foul. We say Hieney. If I make fun of your crazy feeties, Or give sugar cookies to Miss Diabetes, That's not only technical foul... But possibly a homicide… Can I sleep past three? If you do that you'll get a “T?? Take a wiz in those flowers? Ill say hit the showers. Use this horn as a bong, Adios Tommy Chong. Make some long distance calls, You'll get a kick in the balls! (OOPS ) Can I walk around with my morning erection? If you want an automatic ejection, Cause that's a technical foul. BUT ID LIKE TO SEE IT ANY WAY (JUST KIDDIN) There are certain rules which apply in one's life With your sister, friends or imaginary wife (I can't believe I haven't killed myself) ? (Adam Sandler) Respect carries over with me on the court (Here with Wigs Magee, and a furry elf) ? (Adam Sandler) Whether you choose diabetic or especially short (She's neurotic and he's a troll) ? (Adam Sandler) I see she's strange in my royal carry; my imaginary wife is short and hairy (They took my wig; I remember the look in their eyes) ? (Elan) (How did my life get stuck in this shit hole?) ? (Adam Sandler) (Why o why wont someone retrieve my wig wig wig) ? (Elan) (Guess I have to deal with your demands, but please don't touch me with your alien hands!) ? (Adam Sandler) I got no right to growl The whistle she's on the prowl Without my wig, I look like an owl Hoo Hoo (O MY GOD!!!) Don't laugh at her OR IT'S A TECHNICAL FOUL x 3 |
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