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Originally Posted by pshrynk
Mobile Read Hell = Marc's next party, last week. Of course there were/are/speego Zany Carters there!
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The Devil went down to MobileRead, he was looking for a soul to steal
He was in a bind 'cos he was way behind: he was willin' to make a deal.
When he came across this gibbon clawin' on a Gibson and playin' it hot.
And the devil jumped up on his high horse and said: "Boy, let me tell you what:
I bet you didn't know it, but I'm a geetar player too.
And if you'd care to take a dare, I'll make a bet with you.
Now you play a pretty good geetar, ape, but give the devil his due:
I bet a geetar of gold against your soul, 'cos I think I'm better than you."
The ape said: "My name's Adrian and I like the taste of sin,
and I'll take your bet, your gonna regret, 'cos I'm gonna eat your skin"
Adrian slickin' up your pick and play your geetar hard.
'Cos hell's broke loose in MobileRead and the devil deals it hard.
And if you win you get this shiny geetar made of gold.
But if you lose, the devil gets your soul.
The devil opened up his case and he said: "I'll start this show."
And fire flew from his fingertips as he armed his tremolo.
And he scratched his pick across his strings and it made an evil hiss.
Then a band of squirrels joined in and it sounded something like this.
When the devil finished, Adrian said: "Well you're pretty good ol' son.
"But if you'll sit down in that chair, right there, and let me tear you a second one..."
Fire in The Lounge room, run boys, run.
The devil's in the house of the Zzzelda sun.
Hugo in the hamper, pickin' out clothes.
"Grandma, does VR bite?"
"Whoa, child, woe."
The devil bowed his head because he knew that he'd been beat.
He laid that golden geetar on the ground at gibbon's feet.
Adrian said: "Devil just come on back if you ever wanna try again.
"I told you once, you dumb bastiche, I'll tear you out of your skin."
And he played, Fire in The Lounge room, run boys, run.
The devil's in the house of the Zzzelda sun.
Hugo in the hamper, pickin' out clothes.
"Grandma, does VR bite?"
"Whoa, child, woe."