Roland Gilliad
The King of Funky
- Joined
- Jun 27, 2000
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Narrator: I would like, [oh you would, would you?]
ah, if I may [you may NOT]...to take you [take me!take me!]
on a strange journey.[how strange was it? it was so strange they made a movie about it]
(goes for black book)
[not the book, the movie]
1[and this pervert took pictures]
2[and you're in 'em!]
1[damn straight!]
2[not what I heard...]
1[who told?]
(opens book)
[this is my mommy, and this is my daddy, and this is my asshole...] [with a statement]
It seemed a fairly ordinary night when Brad Majors and
his {dog spot} Janet Weiss, two young, ordinary [ordinary??], healthy [healthy??] kids,
1[where's your fucking body?]
2[behind the fucking book]
left Denton that late November evening, to visit a Dr. Everett {Snot},
[great scott!, he's got wheels but no brakes. he's a horny parapalegic] ex-tutor, now friend to both of them.
[Is it true you like gerbiling?]
It's true there were dark storm clouds
[describe Oprah Winfrey's tits]
heavy, black, and pendulous, towards which they were driving.
[Is it also true you're constipated?]
OR [Is it also true (again...just pick something)]
It's true, also, that the spare tire they were carrying [over the rest of the narrator's speech repeat: fuck that chin!] was badly in need of some air, but, uh, they being normal kids, on a night out... well, they weren't going to let a storm spoil the events their evening, were they?
...On a night out... it was a night out
they were going to remember... for a very long time.
{On The Very First narrative Scene of the Rocky horror Picture show, yell out anything in [] At the appropriate times, I GUARENTEE You will Die Laughing, I did. *evil grins*)
ah, if I may [you may NOT]...to take you [take me!take me!]
on a strange journey.[how strange was it? it was so strange they made a movie about it]
(goes for black book)
[not the book, the movie]
1[and this pervert took pictures]
2[and you're in 'em!]
1[damn straight!]
2[not what I heard...]
1[who told?]
(opens book)
[this is my mommy, and this is my daddy, and this is my asshole...] [with a statement]
It seemed a fairly ordinary night when Brad Majors and
his {dog spot} Janet Weiss, two young, ordinary [ordinary??], healthy [healthy??] kids,
1[where's your fucking body?]
2[behind the fucking book]
left Denton that late November evening, to visit a Dr. Everett {Snot},
[great scott!, he's got wheels but no brakes. he's a horny parapalegic] ex-tutor, now friend to both of them.
[Is it true you like gerbiling?]
It's true there were dark storm clouds
[describe Oprah Winfrey's tits]
heavy, black, and pendulous, towards which they were driving.
[Is it also true you're constipated?]
OR [Is it also true (again...just pick something)]
It's true, also, that the spare tire they were carrying [over the rest of the narrator's speech repeat: fuck that chin!] was badly in need of some air, but, uh, they being normal kids, on a night out... well, they weren't going to let a storm spoil the events their evening, were they?
...On a night out... it was a night out
they were going to remember... for a very long time.
{On The Very First narrative Scene of the Rocky horror Picture show, yell out anything in [] At the appropriate times, I GUARENTEE You will Die Laughing, I did. *evil grins*)
