I was coming home from a friends's house, with S. and the Bug this evening. All of the sudden, S. sings, (with a quick Polka beat)
bumpa bumpa bumpa bumpa Help me!
The Bug answers (without missing a beat) I broke apart my insides
S: Help me!
Bug: I've got no soul to sell
S: Help me!
Bug: The only thing that works for me,
Help me get away from myself
I wanna *Boink!* you like an animal
I wanna feel you from the inside
I wanna *weep-wah!* you like an animal
My whole existence is gone
You take me closer to God.
I screamed, audibly.
They laughed hysterically.
I'm off to confiscate my husband's "Weird Al" disc.
3 comments:
Oh, don't confiscate it. Just buy another copy for yourself. :)
There's a moment in the polka on his NEW album where he cues up the banjo and turns "Drop It Like It's Hot" from rap into hoedown. That, I think, is worth the price of admission right there. OE
I don't know. I'm inclined to favor confiscation of Weird Al discs just on general principle. ;)
I am with winter on this one. grab and smash!
but its worth a laugh... LOL.
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