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Livin in a Chokish paradise…HE’S SCUM!

A spoof of a spoof. Credits to "Weird Al" Yankovic for his song: Amish Paradise and Gump
 
 
Amish Paradise (original)
As I walk through the valley where I harvest my grain
I take a look at my wife and realize she’s very plain
But that’s just perfect for an Amish like me
You know, I shun fancy things like electricity
At 4:30 in the morning I’m milkin’ cows
Jebediah feeds the chickens and Jacob plows… fool
And I’ve been milkin’ and plowin’ so long that
Even Ezekiel thinks that my mind is gone
I’m a man of the land, I’m into discipline
Got a Bible in my hand and a beard on my chin
But if I finish all of my chores and you finish thine
Then tonight we’re gonna party like it’s 1699

We been spending most our lives
Living in an Amish paradise
I’ve churned butter once or twice
Living in an Amish paradise
It’s hard work and sacrifice
Living in an Amish paradise
We sell quilts at discount price
Living in an Amish paradise

A local boy kicked me in the butt last week
I just smiled at him and turned the other cheek
I really don’t care, in fact I wish him well
‘Cause I’ll be laughing my head off when he’s burning in hell
But I ain’t never punched a tourist even if he deserved it
An Amish with a ‘tude? You know that’s unheard of
I never wear buttons but I got a cool hat
And my homies all I agree I look good in black… fool
If you come to visit, you’ll be bored to tears
We haven’t even paid the phone bill in 300 years
But we ain’t really quaint, so please don’t point and stare
We’re just technologically impaired

There’s no phone, no lights, no motorcar
Not a single luxury
Like Robinson Crusoe
It’s as primitive as can be

We been spending most our lives
Living in an Amish paradise
We’re just plain and simple guys
Living in an Amish paradise
There’s no time for sin and vice
Living in an Amish paradise
We don’t fight, we all play nice
Living in an Amish paradise

Hitchin’ up the buggy, churnin’ lots of butter
Raised a barn on Monday, soon I’ll raise another
Think you’re really righteous? Think you’re pure in heart?
Well, I know I’m a million times as humble as thou art
I’m the pious guy the little Amlettes wanna be like
On my knees day and night scorin’ points for the afterlife
So don’t be vain and don’t be whiny
Or else, my brother, I might just have to get medieval on your heinie

We been spending most our lives
Living in an Amish paradise
We’re all crazy Mennonites
Living in an Amish paradise
There’s no cops or traffic lights
Living in an Amish paradise
But you’d probably think it bites
Living in an Amish paradise

Yech

 
Chokish Paradise (edited)
 
Ok, I can’t spoof the whole song but I’ll spoof the chorus.
 
We’ve been spending our two years
Livin’ in a Chokish paradise
We fail H3 chem once or twice
Livin’ in a Chokish paradise
But it’s quite funny actually
Livin’ in a Chokish paradise
The teacher’s outta his mind
Livin’ in a Chokish paradise
 
 
Gump (original)
 
Gump sat alone on a bench in the park
"My name is Forrest", he’d casually remark
Waitin’ for the bus with his hands in his pockets
He just kept sayin’ life is like a box of chocolates

He’s Gump, he’s Gump
What’s in his head?
He’s Gump, he’s Gump, he’s Gump
Is he in-bred?

Gump was a big celebrity
He told JFK that he really had to pee
He never feels too dumb because
His mom always told him stupid is as stupid does

He’s Gump, he’s Gump
He’s kinda square
He’s Gump, he’s Gump, he’s Gump
What’s with that hair?

Run… run… run, run, now Forrest
Run… run… run like the wind now
Run… run… run, run, now Forrest
Run… stop!

His buddy Bubba was a shrimp-lovin’ man
His friend with no legs he called Lieutenant Dan
His girlfriend Jenny was kind of a slut
went to the White House, showed LBJ his butt

He’s Gump, he’s Gump
He’s not too bright
He’s Gump, he’s Gump, he’s Gump
But he’s alright

Is this Gump out of his head?
I think so
Is this Gump really brain dead?
I think so
Did this Gump make lots of bread?
I think so
And that’s all I have to say about that

 
Scum (edit)
 
Scum sat alone on his bicycle seat
"My name is Premchan’", He’d casually remark
Cycling his bike with his hands in his pockets
He just kept saying the road is like a box of chocolates
 
He’s Scum, he’s Scum
What’s in his head?
He’s Scum, he’s scum, he’s scum
Is he i-nbred?
 
Grump was a big imbecile
He told Mr Yang that he really had to pee
He never feels too dumb because
His friend always told him he thinks better with his balls
 
He’s Scum, he’s Scum
He’s he’s kinda mad
He’s Scum, he’s scum, he’s scum
What’s with his lunch?
 
Run…run…run, now Premchan’
Run…run…run your teacher’s coming now
Run…DAng (Got caught)
 
His friend Kenny was a car-lovin’ man
His friend who was spastic he called Mr Tee Kay Wok
His girlfriend Demaptera was kind of a slut
Played BF and raped the newbie’s butt.
 
He’s Scum, He’s Scum
He’s not too bright
He’s Scum, he’s Scum, he’s Scum
But he’s alright
 
Is this Scum out of his head?
I think so
Is this Scum really brain dead?
I think so
Did this Gump bake lot’s of bread?
I think so
And that’s all I have to say about that.
 
Spoof of a spoof = MEGA SPOOF
 
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Journey’s end

My life has been turned upside down and everything shaken out. I have nothing more to my name. I have nothing in my pockets, not a penny to throw down a wishing well to wish things straight. Can’t things be the way they were? Why must the winds of time blow my way and blow everything I have away. Nobody knows who I really am. Nobody cares for who I am. I am just dust and shadow. The world is ending. My world is dying. Soon, there will be nothing left. I will become and empty shell. A ghost of my former self. Wandering along the lives of men. Invisible. Till the day I crumble away, I still live. Not for what tomorrow might bring, but for yesterday held…
 
I have nothing to my name.
All shall fade away.
I will remain in a corner, unseen
and where men cannot understand.
I will remain in the void,
with nothing to my name
 
I wonder what it’s like to be alive.
Is there life before death?
Or is there just death?
 
My road ends here. This is the end of the road. I have my knife in my right hand. I can use it to end it all right here right now or I can take a million years to make myself a new raod for others to trample on. I’d take the first option. There’s no point trying to create your destiny in this world. It’ll just be sucked away by those who do.
 
This is the end. You will not hear from me again.
永别了。。。 。。。
 

Halo 3 oneoneone

THE MOST ANTICIPATED CONSOLE GAME IS  OUT IN 2 DAYS!!!
And that’ll be none other than
HALO 3!
 
 
Oooohhh… I can’t wait. I was surfing HBO and guess what I found?  
 
This really cool rendered helmet.
 
That looks like GUNDAMMMM!!!
 
HERESY!
 
Check it out…

Your mudder so fat, I mean, your teacher so short

Going to school everyday with nothing going in but crap coming out. It’s exam season once again… Anyway I shall list all the crap I came up with before I forget it…
 
YOUR TEACHER SO SHORT AND
           YOUR TEACHER SO SMALL JOKES
 
Your teacher so short…
 
that he uses a stool for a table!
 
that when people see him they ask,"Where’s Snow White?"
 
that when he go swimming, he almost drown in the baby pool!
 
that when he tip-toe, he only manages to reach the tip of his pencil!
 
that when he open his lap-top, he uses a ladder!
 
that when he hug a girl, he get sued!
 
 
Your teacher so small…
 
that when he take a walk in the park, Thumbelina almost step on him!
 
that when he watches TV, he only see one colour! (the pixels)
 
that when he go swimming, he cannot break the surface tension!
 
that when he types, he uses his elbows!
 
that when he goes underwater, he thought he went to disneyland! (H20 molecule looks like a mickey)
 
that when his bio teacher taught about membranes, he falsified the concept of partially permeable membranes!
 
that when he goes near a pebble, he gets caught in its gravitational field!
 
that when he plays soccer on a cornflake!
 
that when he used the pipette filler, he got stuck in the pipette!
 
that when it snows, he uses snowflakes as shirukens!
 
 
 
 
 

Hope

Hope
 
God has placed all of his hope on us.
And I keep none for myself,
People look at me and they do not trust,
a hopeless person such as me.
 
Who else can I be?
With all that I have and am,
Beyond the horizon I cannot see.
Nor do I bother,
cause it’s too far away from me.
 
I sit in my dirty little corner,
Thinking about who I am.
A worthless hopeless loser,
Never did I hope,
That the horizon would come any closer.
 
I begin my endless quest,
to see beyond the horizon.
My only hope that beyond the horizon,
lies the best.
 
After ages past,
I find myself,
Back where I was,
In ages past.
 
Is this where my hope is?
No, replied the sand,
it lies just over the horizon.
Right where I was in ages past.
 
Hope.
It brings you back to where you are,
to realise that there is none.