This is supposed to be sung by a character named Mr. Chubby Chubbles.
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Yo, I’m the chubbles,
I don’t like bubbles in the bathtub
Because I ain’t a playa
A fake-a
A guy that rolls around in the mud
Chubbles in my name
And eating is my game
I eat eat eat eat
Off my feet feet feet
If I have to.
If I have to.
But I usually eat it in the toilet
The toilet
The toilet
And I usually foil-it
And put it in the oven
And cook it
And eat it
Whee!
As my eyes
search
the prairie
I feel the summer
in the spring.
FART!
its an art
oh boy oh boy
look at that!
its a fart!
::heavy bass and guitar solo here::
yyyyyyyyeaahhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!
::head bash now::
::somebody jumps into a crowd::
FART! FART!! SMELLS LIKE A PART!
ITS A FART!
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH BOY!
BAAAAAAAAAAM!
BOOOOOOOM!!!!!!!!
WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!
::a guy with a violin comes and shoots himself in the head::
blllllllllahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
::music stops, crowd hushes::
::everybody farts::
yeeeeeeeehaw!!!!
heeeeeeeehaw!
(Chorus of annoying little kids are in italics)
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I Gotta –
Gotta what?
I Gotta –
Gotta what?
POOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
(long and heavy guitar solo)
(whispering repeatedly as the solo goes on) Gotta poo Gotta poo Gotta poo Gotta poooo
Here we go!
Splash!
Here’s another one!
Ba-doop!
Here we go here we go go go go gooo!
Sploosh splash splash splooosh!
(the guitar makes farting noises instead of notes now)
Poop! Gotta gotta –
Poop!
Gotta Gotta –
Poop!
Stupid Kids!
(the kids start crying)
blahblahblahblahblahblahblahblahblah!!!!
Bananas in Belize-a
Bananas in Belize are good to eat-a
Chiquita Banana I’d like to meet-a
La La La La La
Parody of Los Del Rio – Macarena
by Adam Sandler
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Sitting in my house, and I know that I’m alone,
Feeling kinda horny, got a jingle in my bone
Go and grab a Penthouse it’s the one with Sharon Stone
Hey Masturbata!
I go a little faster and its feeling kind of nice,
Once ain’t enough so I have to do it twice
If you wanna spank the monkey I can give you good advice
Hey Masturbata!
I use some baby oil or a little Vaseline,
Laying down a towel so I keep my carpet clean
Never shake my hand cause you don’t know where its been
Hey Masturbata!
I do it in the car when I’m driving down the street,
One hand on the wheel and the other on my meat
I can’t get out the car cause I’m sticking to the seat
Hey Masturbata!
Since I was a kid I have been a masturbater,
Choke the chicken; hum the knob, squeezing the tomato
I’ve looked at Ms. November now I’m gonna decorate her
Hey, Masturbata!
Buffing the banana, Mr. Lizard shaking bacon,
Pounding on the flounder and its mayonnaise I’m makin’.
Spank the frank, wax the carrot, god my hand is achin’.
Hey, Masturbata!
So there’s an Alien behind and he’s breathin’ down on me,
And whoah! His breath is really stinky
So I take out a gun,
Blow him away,
Say goodbye as I blow him into next Thursday,
yeah, gotta kill that Alien scum
dododododododododo dododododododododo
Now I’m walking down a hall, looking left and right.
If someone attacks, I’ll make sure to put up a good fight.
Then 1, 2, out of the wall,
Blow them away and watch their bodies fall,
Ohh yeah, gotta kill that Alien scum
They gots oblong heads,
Big black eyes,
But you gotta see what happens when they’re electrified,
oh, yeah, gotta kill that Alien scum…
Oh, yeah, gotta kill that Alien scuuuuuuuum! Whoohee!!!
Thank yew, thank yew very much.
Heh heh heh heh heh heh.
Woooooo.
Miestie.
Thanks, Aunt Nancy.
Ha ha ha ha ha ha.
Who smoked it.
Hey, chemistry!
Go smoke a waffle!
You too, architectural drawing!
And some other subjects who wish to smoke chairs along with the combination pinball machines/waffles.
Love, peace, and bathtubs.
I got pooop on my finger
I got poop poop on my finger
I got poop poop poop on my finger
I got poop poop poop poop on my finger
I got poop poop poop poop poop on my finger
I got pooop on my finger
I got poop poop on my finger
I got poop poop poop on my finger
I got poop poop poop poop on my finger
I got poop poop poop poop poop on my finger
What the hell! I got poop on my finger!
Midgets, midgets,
How are you?
Midgets, midgets,
I have to poo!
Shit! Shit!
I crapped my pants!
And now I’m doing
The retard dance!
Midgets, midgets,
you are shit,
And Holmes drinks the juice
That comes from zits!
Midgets, midgets,
You are gay,
I don’t wan’t you to fuck me
So stay away!
Parody of “Winter Wonderland”
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Dog tags ring, are you listening?
In the lane, snow is glistening.
It’s yellow, not white, I’ve been there tonight,
marking up my winter wonder land.
Smell that tree? That’s my fragrance.
It’s a sign for wondering vagrants.
Aviod where I pee, it’s my prop-er-ty!
Marking up my winter wonderland.
In the meadow Mom will build a snowman,
following the classical design.
Then I’ll left my leg and let it go, man,
so all the world will know that it’s mine-mine-mine!
Straight from me to the fence post,
flows my natural incense boast,
stay off my turf, this small piece of earth,
I marked it as my winter wonderland!
Parody of “Old MacDonald Had a Farm”
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Old Bin Laden went to hell
EIEIO
And in this hell there were amer-i-cans
EIEIO
So they beat him up and stuffed his head in a pot
There was some more but I forgot
Old Bin Laden went to hell
EIEIO
Laughing Out Loud!!!
THAT IS SO FUNNY!
B-R-B!!!
I’ll ‘Be Right Back’
Pooping out Brownies
They taste like Chicken
Oh My GOD!
beckylook at-her butt (try to make it sound 3 sylibal)
It is so big!
looks like a circle
Blow The Toad!
Dacky Does this
Love the Duck!
Blow does this!!!
(NOW SAY POOPEE SLOOPIE 7,801 TIMES AND THE SONG WILL BE OVER!)
I think I shall never see, a poem lovely as a shit.
A tree whose hungry tit is pressed against the Earth’s sweet hairy breast,
A tree that looks at Steve Fish all day and lifts her cute girls to pray.
A tree that may in summer wear, a nest of fingers in her glasses.
Upon whose scare snow has lain.
Who intimately lives with balls.
Teeth are made by fools like me, but only toes can make a toe.
Parody of “Yankee Doodle”
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Yankee Doodle went to Hell
Riding on a pony
Stuck a big dick up his ass
And called it macaroni
Yankee Doodle shot his load
Yankee Doodle dandy
Mind the mess and the step
And with the rag be handy