rhu: (simpsonized)
[The the tune of the Gilbert and Sullivan verse from "Clementine"]

So the supercommittee's
A group that's not witty.
A blooper. Dow's skitty and shy.

Now, sequestering budget's
a festering kludge, it's
a mess, sir, in dudgeon say I!

Continued behind the cut. It's a little too long to leave uncut. )
rhu: (simpsonized)
[The the tune of the Gilbert and Sullivan verse from "Clementine"]

So the supercommittee's
A group that's not witty.
A blooper. Dow's skitty and shy.

Now, sequestering budget's
a festering kludge, it's
a mess, sir, in dudgeon say I!

Continued behind the cut. It's a little too long to leave uncut. )
rhu: (simpsonized)
Obama-Mi? Obama-Bayh
Obama-Mi? Obama-Bayh. I bet they'll rock.

Anyone want to take it from there? (Thanks to [livejournal.com profile] gnomi for helping me track down the original song by Ehud Manor and Nurit Hirsch, which won the 1978 Eurovision Song Contest.)
rhu: (simpsonized)
Obama-Mi? Obama-Bayh
Obama-Mi? Obama-Bayh. I bet they'll rock.

Anyone want to take it from there? (Thanks to [livejournal.com profile] gnomi for helping me track down the original song by Ehud Manor and Nurit Hirsch, which won the 1978 Eurovision Song Contest.)
rhu: (simpsonized)
I hate snow.
I can't abide more than an inch or so.
It's heavy and it turns to ice; it's Nature's way to scorn ya.
When mixed with sleet and freezing rain, would I like it some more? Nyah!
I'd almost rather face the fires and quakes in California.
Yes, I hate snow!

I hate snow.
It eats up my whole day, but that you know.
From sweating while I shovel it, my clothes have gotten clammy.
The plow re-blocks my driveway and my only word is "Damme!"
'F'tweren't for the hurricanes, I might move to Miami
For I hate snow!
rhu: (simpsonized)
I hate snow.
I can't abide more than an inch or so.
It's heavy and it turns to ice; it's Nature's way to scorn ya.
When mixed with sleet and freezing rain, would I like it some more? Nyah!
I'd almost rather face the fires and quakes in California.
Yes, I hate snow!

I hate snow.
It eats up my whole day, but that you know.
From sweating while I shovel it, my clothes have gotten clammy.
The plow re-blocks my driveway and my only word is "Damme!"
'F'tweren't for the hurricanes, I might move to Miami
For I hate snow!

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