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 Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2009 2:36 am
Oh no you did not just say that to a Gotham Punk D... Chick!
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Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2009 2:38 am
I kid! I don't even know who they are. eek
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Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2009 2:48 am
*Pulls out her Bat-Microphone.*
Ahem.
So you been to school
For a year or two
And you know youve seen it all
In daddys car
Thinkin youll go far
Back east your type dont crawl
Play ethnicky jazz
To parade your snazz
On your five grand stereo
Braggin that you know
How the brothers feel cold
And the slums got so much soul
Its time to taste what you most fear
Right guard will not help you here
Brace yourself, my dear
Its a holiday in cambodia
Its tough, kid, but its life
Its a holiday in cambodia
Dont forget to pack a wife
Youre a star-belly sneech
You suck like a leach
You want everyone to act like you
Kiss a** while you b***h
So you can get rich
But your boss gets richer off you
Well youll work harder
With a gun in your back
For a bowl of rice a day
Slave for soldiers
Till you starve
Then your head is skewered on a stake
Now you can go where people are one
Now you can go where they get things done
What you need, my son.
Is a holiday in cambodia
Where people dress in black
A holiday in cambodia
Where youll kiss a** or crack
Pol pot, pol pot, pol pot, pol pot, etc.
And its a holiday in cambodia
Where youll do what youre told
A holiday in cambodia
Where the slums got so much soul
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Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2009 3:00 am
*Sets up the Jukebox.*
A candy-colored clown they call the sandman
Tiptoes to my room every night
Just to sprinkle stardust and to whisper
Go to sleep. everything is all right.
I close my eyes, then I drift away
Into the magic night. I softly say
A silent prayerlike dreamers do.
Then I fall asleep to dream my dreams of you.
In dreams I walk with you. in dreams I talk to you.
In dreams youre mine. all of the time were together
In dreams, in dreams.
But just before the dawn, I awake and find you gone.
I cant help it, I cant help it, if I cry.
I remember that you said goodbye.
Its too bad that all these things, can only happen in my dreams
Only in dreams in beautiful dreams.
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Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2009 3:21 am
*Claps for Cap, then puts her own song on.*
Twenty-twenty-twenty four hours to go I wanna be sedated
Nothin' to do and no where to go-o-oh I wanna be sedated
Just get me to the airport put me on a plane
Hurry hurry hurry before I go insane
I can't control my fingers I can't control my brain
Oh no no no no no
Twenty-twenty-twenty four hours to go....
Just put me in a wheelchair, get me on a plane
Hurry hurry hurry before I go insane
I can't control my fingers I can't control my brain
Oh no no no no no
Twenty-twenty-twenty four hours to go I wanna be sedated
Nothin' to do and no where to go-o-o I wanna be sedated
Just put me in a wheelchair get me to the show
Hurry hurry hurry before I go loco
I can't control my fingers I can't control my toes
Oh no no no no no
Twenty-twenty-twenty four hours to go...
Just put me in a wheelchair...
Ba-ba-bamp-ba ba-ba-ba-bamp-ba I wanna be sedated
Ba-ba-bamp-ba ba-ba-ba-bamp-ba I wanna be sedated
Ba-ba-bamp-ba ba-ba-ba-bamp-ba I wanna be sedated
Ba-ba-bamp-ba ba-ba-ba-bamp-ba I wanna be sedated
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Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2009 3:27 am
Very nice! You've such talent!
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Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2009 3:33 am
Thanks, my mother put me through years of choir in the hopes of making me girlier. But that's about all I have time for tonight, sadly. It's been fun hanging out with you Cap, you're a charming guy!
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Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2009 3:40 am
And your a lovely woman! We'll see one another again soon, I'm sure. Have a good night now! biggrin
*Flys out the always handy open skylight, waving.*
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Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2009 8:07 am
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Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2009 10:49 am
*wanders in yawning*
ninja
*searches for orange juice*
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Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2009 6:25 pm
*starts working on his model airplane at a table*
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Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2009 6:32 pm
. . . . you're a pirate. Shouldn't you be building model ships?
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Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2009 6:34 pm
::strolls in, wiping his glasses clean::
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Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2009 6:34 pm
*Drops down from the rafters.*
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Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2009 6:35 pm
::Sees Batwoman::
Oh....crap.
: biggrin ives behind the bar::
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