08-25-2004, 02:41 AM
A long time ago, me and my brother Kyle here were hitch-hiking down a long and lonesome road. All of a sudden, there shined a shiny demon in the middle of the road.
And he said, "Play me the best song in the world, or I'll eat your souls!"
Well, me and Kyle looked at each other, and we each said, "Okay."
And we played the first thing that came to our heads, just so happened to be the best song in the world. It was the best song in the world!
Look into my eyes and it's easy to see that one and one makes two and two and one makes three. It was destiny. Once every hundred thousand years or so, when the sun doth shine and the moon doth glow and the grass doth grow.
Needless to say, the beast was stunned. A whip-crack of its wicked tail, and the beast was done.
He asked us, "Be you angels?"
And we said "Nay! We are but men!"
Rock on!
And he said, "Play me the best song in the world, or I'll eat your souls!"
Well, me and Kyle looked at each other, and we each said, "Okay."
And we played the first thing that came to our heads, just so happened to be the best song in the world. It was the best song in the world!
Look into my eyes and it's easy to see that one and one makes two and two and one makes three. It was destiny. Once every hundred thousand years or so, when the sun doth shine and the moon doth glow and the grass doth grow.
Needless to say, the beast was stunned. A whip-crack of its wicked tail, and the beast was done.
He asked us, "Be you angels?"
And we said "Nay! We are but men!"
Rock on!
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