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Originally Posted by peacegirl
I didn't come back to listen to this bullshit all over again. I just wanted the loud mouths to know that all was not in vain. Your intensions to hurt me backfired! Tootaloo!  |
Tootaloo, dear.
As that dear Mr. Nixon
said when he resigned, “The French have a word for it — au revoir — we’ll meet again.” Come to think of it, he never really went away either, did he?
On this occasion of your permanent departure until your imminent return, Flo bequeaths you the gift of song
This is sung to to the tune of “Thanks for the Memory.”
Thanks for the mammaries
The parable of the breasts, the quotes you couldn’t nest,
You’ve been here for seven years — my God, you’re such a pest!
How silly it was!
Thanks for the mammaries
Jupiter and its moons, your posts were loony-tunes
Your silly stunts and juicy cunts and dad the big buffoon
How silly it was!
Many's the time that we feasted
And many's the time that you fasted
Oh, well, it was swell while it lasted
We did have fun and no harm done
And thanks for the mammaries
The sun turned on at noon, Seymour and his poon
You might have been a headache but you also were a loon
So thank you so much.
Thanks for the mammaries
The Boohog Corollary, how you weasel
and you parry
We chuckle when you bitch and moan and yet here still you tarry
How silly it was!
Thanks for the mammaries
LadyShea was ace, but you’re a basket case
How we jumped the day you dumped your turds upon this place
How goofy it was!
You said goodbye with a flameout
But we knew it was only a timeout
We are intelligent people
But you are just a sheeple
So, thanks for the mammaries
And strictly entre-nous, peacegirl how are you?
And how are all your silly dreams that never will come true?
Awfully glad we met you, cheerio, and toodle
And thank you so much