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If I ever have to audition for a play, this will be my monologue (I know it's really an entire scene. I'm still proud I can recite it):
Well sir, there's nothin' on Earth like a genuine bonafide electrified six-car monorail. What'd I say?
MONORAIL!
What's it called?
MONORAIL!
That's right, monorail!
monorail, monorail, monorail...
I hear those things are awfully loud!
It glides as softly as a cloud.
Is there a chance the track could bend?
Not on your life, my Hindu friend.
What about us brain-dead slobs?
You'll be given cushy jobs!
Were you sent here by the devil?
No, good sir, I'm on the level.
The ring came off my pudding can!
Take my penknife, my good man.
I swear it's Springfield's only choice - throw up your hands, and raise your voice!
MONORAIL!
What's it called?
MONORAIL!
Once again!
MONORAIL!
But Main Street's still all cracked and broken!
Sorry mom, the mob has spoken.
MONORAIL! MONORAIL! MONORAIL!
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Well sir, there's nothin' on Earth like a genuine bonafide electrified six-car monorail. What'd I say?
MONORAIL!
What's it called?
MONORAIL!
That's right, monorail!
monorail, monorail, monorail...
I hear those things are awfully loud!
It glides as softly as a cloud.
Is there a chance the track could bend?
Not on your life, my Hindu friend.
What about us brain-dead slobs?
You'll be given cushy jobs!
Were you sent here by the devil?
No, good sir, I'm on the level.
The ring came off my pudding can!
Take my penknife, my good man.
I swear it's Springfield's only choice - throw up your hands, and raise your voice!
MONORAIL!
What's it called?
MONORAIL!
Once again!
MONORAIL!
But Main Street's still all cracked and broken!
Sorry mom, the mob has spoken.
MONORAIL! MONORAIL! MONORAIL!
This post inspired by this blog