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Post by Dr. Kobb on Mar 22, 2018 15:33:20 GMT -5
Hey zombies! Help me write a song to the cat. All I have thus far is:
"One of us is stinky and I think it must be you."
Add a line! Add several lines!
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Post by Dr. Kobb on Mar 22, 2018 23:56:04 GMT -5
I can't believe you guys are going to let my cat go to sleep tonight song unsung. You're heartless beasts.
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Choconado
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Post by Choconado on Mar 23, 2018 9:01:09 GMT -5
"Whoops I just smelled myself and know that that's untrue"
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Post by Dr. Kobb on Mar 23, 2018 19:36:15 GMT -5
Thanks, Choconado.  Two lines is always better than the one. One feels more like a dirge than a song after a while. Tonight, we serenade. |
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Post by Deeky on Mar 23, 2018 21:47:39 GMT -5
Shooby dooby doo wop!
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Post by Dr. Kobb on Mar 23, 2018 23:28:24 GMT -5
And there's the chorus! |
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Post by Marxo Grouch on Mar 24, 2018 5:18:34 GMT -5
And you have to have a bridge during which you and the cat both sing to each other, "You have no idea what I've been rolling in."
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Post by Dr. Kobb on Mar 24, 2018 14:22:34 GMT -5
And you have to have a bridge during which you and the cat both sing to each other, "You have no idea what I've been rolling in." Frightfully true in either case! |
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Post by Choconado on Mar 25, 2018 9:11:09 GMT -5
I think we all know exactly what you've been rolling Kobb.
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Post by Dr. Kobb on Mar 25, 2018 12:24:00 GMT -5
I tried sticking it up my butt, but nothing happened.
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Post by Mayzshon on Mar 27, 2018 18:40:20 GMT -5
"We're so close Kitteh, and that's no bunk,
You lick off all the tuna, I rub on my junk"
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Post by Killer Goldfish on Mar 29, 2018 16:18:12 GMT -5
So put down that catnip and fry me some mice I'll hunt up some vodka and add it to ice |
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Post by Lemmy Caution on Mar 30, 2018 10:15:39 GMT -5
"We're so close Kitteh, and that's no bunk, You lick off all the tuna, I rub on my junk" Apropos of this --any weird sci-fi fans out there? There's this short story called "The Game of Rat and Dragon"... |
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Post by Killer Goldfish on May 14, 2018 19:15:25 GMT -5
"We're so close Kitteh, and that's no bunk, You lick off all the tuna, I rub on my junk" Apropos of this --any weird sci-fi fans out there? There's this short story called "The Game of Rat and Dragon"... That totally does not scan, Lemmy. |
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Post by Lemmy Caution on May 14, 2018 23:16:22 GMT -5
Apropos of this --any weird sci-fi fans out there? There's this short story called "The Game of Rat and Dragon"... That totally does not scan, Lemmy. Works just fine as "Anglican Chant." Marxo can back me up on this one. Not that cats should ever have to deal with something as flat out wrong as Christianity. |
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Post by Marxo Grouch on May 15, 2018 5:02:59 GMT -5
That totally does not scan, Lemmy. Works just fine as "Anglican Chant." Marxo can back me up on this one. Not that cats should ever have to deal with something as flat out wrong as Christianity. Wait, is this one of the stories somebody read to us in the dorm? I would guess Quinn. Or maybe Lightburn? Or am I just completely wrong about that?
And now I have the image in my head of a line of cats in monks' robes singing vaguely haunting plainsong that drifts among huge stone columns.
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Post by Lemmy Caution on May 15, 2018 19:59:22 GMT -5
Works just fine as "Anglican Chant." Marxo can back me up on this one. Not that cats should ever have to deal with something as flat out wrong as Christianity. Wait, is this one of the stories somebody read to us in the dorm? I would guess Quinn. Or maybe Lightburn? Or am I just completely wrong about that?
And now I have the image in my head of a line of cats in monks' robes singing vaguely haunting plainsong that drifts among huge stone columns.
"The Game of Rat and Dragon" is too weird even for those guys. Though the older I get, the weirder they seem. Link to full text here: www.gutenberg.org/files/29614/29614-h/29614-h.htm |
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Two lines is always better than the one. One feels more like a dirge than a song after a while. Tonight, we serenade. 
