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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2009 7:40 pm
Don't say that!!! They'll hear you!!
*looks around fearfully*
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2009 7:51 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2009 7:51 pm
*a mouse shaped portal opens above Powell and a high pitched voice emerges*
More music, boy! Huh huh.
gonk
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2009 7:55 pm
::pointedly ignores Powell and heads to the bar::
Whiskey sour, m'dear. Wi'f ice.
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2009 7:55 pm
*sings*
crying
The seaweed is always greener In somebody else's lake You dream about going up there But that is a big mistake Just look at the world around you Right here on the ocean floor Such wonderful things surround you What more is you lookin' for?
Under the sea Under the sea Darling it's better Down where it's wetter Take it from me Up on the shore they work all day Out in the sun they slave away While we devotin' Full time to floatin' Under the sea
Down here all the fish is happy As off through the waves they roll The fish on the land ain't happy They sad 'cause they in their bowl But fish in the bowl is lucky They in for a worser fate One day when the boss get hungry Guess who's gon' be on the plate
Under the sea Under the sea Nobody beat us Fry us and eat us In fricassee We what the land folks loves to cook Under the sea we off the hook We got no troubles Life is the bubbles Under the sea Under the sea Since life is sweet here We got the beat here Naturally Even the sturgeon an' the ray They get the urge 'n' start to play We got the spirit You got to hear it Under the sea
The newt play the flute The carp play the harp The plaice play the bass And they soundin' sharp The bass play the brass The chub play the tub The fluke is the duke of soul (Yeah) The ray he can play The lings on the strings The trout rockin' out The blackfish she sings The smelt and the sprat They know where it's at An' oh that blowfish blow
Under the sea Under the sea When the sardine Begin the beguine It's music to me What do they got? A lot of sand We got a hot crustacean band Each little clam here know how to jam here Under the sea Each little slug here Cuttin' a rug here Under the sea Each little snail here Know how to wail here That's why it's hotter Under the water Ya we in luck here Down in the muck here Under the sea
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2009 7:57 pm
Who exactly is "forcing" you to sing?
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2009 7:58 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2009 8:00 pm
Jonah Hex ::pointedly ignores Powell and heads to the bar:: Whiskey sour, m'dear. Wi'f ice. ::gets him his drink:: Here Hun.. you'll need it.
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2009 8:00 pm
Cain't say as Ah care for yore new entertainment, sugarplum.
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2009 8:02 pm
I.. can't really say I do either.
::Shrugs::
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2009 8:03 pm
Want me tuh shut him up fer yuh?
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2009 8:03 pm
*the mouse shaped portal swirls*
Quiet cowpoke! Huh huh! Now..boy...sing Won't Say I'm in Love.
No way!! That's a song about a girl!
SING IT!!
gonk
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2009 8:05 pm
Jonah Hex Want me tuh shut him up fer yuh? If you can do it without hurting him then please.
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2009 8:07 pm
::thinks hard for a moment::
W'ifOUT hurting him, yuh say?
Are yuh sure?
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2009 8:08 pm
If there's a prize for rotten judgement I guess I've already won that No man is worth the aggravation That's ancient history, been there, done that!
Who'd'ya think you're kiddin' He's the Earth and heaven to you Try to keep it hidden Honey, we can see right through you Girl, ya can't conceal it We know how ya feel and Who you're thinking of
No chance, no way I won't say it, no, no
You swoon, you sigh why deny it, uh-oh
It's too cliche I won't say I'm in love
I thought my heart had learned its lesson It feels so good when you start out My head is screaming get a grip, girl Unless you're dying to cry your heart out Ooooooooooooooooooooooh
You keep on denying Who you are and how you're feeling Baby, we're not buying Hon, we saw ya hit the ceiling Face it like a grown-up When ya gonna own up That ya got, got, got it bad
No chance, now way I won't say it, no, no
Give up, give in Check the grin you're in love
This scene won't play, I won't say I'm in love
You're doin flips read our lips You're in love
You're way off base I won't say it Get off my case I won't say it
Girl, don't be proud It's O.K. you're in love
Oh At least out loud, I won't say I'm in love
gonk
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