Piling on, Salisbury still
Did he stay in Chicago past one night
Show was awful, I’d had my fill
Truly it was pure shite
He was something to observe
Down the dial I had no choice
Stepping all over my last nerve
Had to listen had no choice
I did not believe the information
[I] just had to trust imagination
Justin Craig sayin’ soon soon soon
"Sean," he said "Grab your things,
I've come to send you home."

To keep listening my ears were blind
Woodridge Ryan thought I was a nut
Sanity I thought I’d find
Hearing him with mouth in foot
So I went from day to day
Tho' my life was in a rut
"Til I thought of what I'd say
Praying Sean would soon be cut
Seany Cakes your time is done
Uncle Rico you are no fun
Justin Craig sayin’ soon soon soon
"Sean," he said "Grab your things,
I've come to send you home."

Bristol her way she did get
I was always quarterback number three
Who’s worse me or Chet
Listener’s begging I would flee
Asking always “Am I hotâ€

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I'm like a carpenter building stairs.......Always thinking one step ahead.

posting in a legendary (or soon to be history) thread.

That was one of the best parody songs ever written on here. Hilarious. I'm a fan of that song to begin with so I'm sure it helped, but those lines....



Kill me!

Nice job Jagr!

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Beer is proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy. ~ Benjamin Franklin

freaking awesome

Give this guy the $10,000!