Not only will your name be in lights, this time at a haunted house... and the cool blog award for your mantle... but as an added feature for those Entrecard users - the winner gets 500 Dad-theDude EC credits!
Judging on Thursday.
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This is how the "I Am the Walrus" segment of Magical Mystery Tour looked before some one talked some sense into Paul McCartney.
Badadaaaada, I got the Elmer Fudd blues,
Promenade across the floor, sashay right on out the door; out the door and into the glade, and everybody promenade. Step right up you're doin' fine, I'll pull your beard you pull mine; yank it again like you did before, break it up with a tug of war. Now into the creek and fish for the trout, dive right in and splash about; trout trout pretty little trout, one more splash and come right out. Shake like a hound dog shake again, wallow around in the old pig pen; wallow some more you all know how, roll around like an old fat sow. Allemande left with your left hand, follow through with a right and left grand; now lead your partner the dirty old thing, follow through with an elbow swing. Grab a fencepost hold it tight, whomp your partner with all your might; hit him in the shin hit him in the head, hit him again the critter ain't dead. Whop him low and whop him high, stick your finger in his eye; purty little rhythm purty little sound, bang your heads against the ground. Promenade all around the room, promenade like a bride and groom; open up the door and step right in, close the door and into a spin. Whirl whirl twist and twirl, jump all around like a flying squirrel; now don't you cuss and don't you swear, just come right out and form a square. Now right hand over and left hand under, both join hands and run like thunder; over the hill and over the dale, duck your head and lift your tail. Don't you stray and don't you roam, turn around and promenade home; corn in the crib and wheat in the sack, turn your partner promenade back.
I hope this bass makes me look cool in this costume.
a) PROOF: Elmer Fudd and Bugs bunny had a mutant love child.
b) When you're in the South, be careful. They'll skin anything.
c) A new music scene evoles: Rockabugsy.
In his best Helen Reddy imitation Rick sings "I am bunny, hear me chomp, my ears too big so they flop".
Please, someone stop me now. ;-)
Eddie Rabbit needed to talk to his agent about the new look.
See kids! Drugs are bad!
I don't understand why I can't jam with Guar.....
That should be:
"I don't understand why I can't jam with GWAR"
Oops. My last sentence above should have been "Please, will someone just shoot me now?"
There was a dark period when Kiss took off the makeup that Gene and the boys experimented with other costume ideas! When asked about it by Rolling Stone magazine the band was quoted as saying..."I think we took a wrong turn at Albuquerque!"
"Ehhhhhhh, what's up Doc...err, I mean what's up Rock on Cincinnati...anyone seen my carrot...err...my guitar pick?" Local musician arrested for psychotic behavior at local carnival.
My band told me to hop it!
An occurance rarely seen in the world of Rock and Roll - a double white-man overbite.
Baby you can strum my doc!
The things Dad will do to make his kids smile!
Okay, I'm totally drawing a blank on this, but I have to vote for Colleen...that's funny. Yeah, yeah, I know, we don't get to vote, but I'm doing it anyway. Besides, I'm from Ohio. We let everyone vote...several times.
Bastard child of the Hound Dog.
Shoot...it didn't post the whole thing.
Bastard child of the Hound Dog and Cadbury Bunny.
Man, you guys are good! Let the judging begin...
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