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[Light throat clearing.]

Oh dear roommate,
Why are you so angry?
What have I done to earn your hate?
All I want to do is be your mate.

Your gun is so shiny,
Your eyes are so blue.
I can be less whiney,
If you let me room with you.

[This goes on for at eight more stanzas, all basically saying the same thing.]...Maybe someday we can go for a pint ( Read more... )

[The annoyance never ceases.]

Does anybody want a roommate?

[Somebody's cranky!]

Did they really have to give us a shot there?

[Bret sings plenty as it is. This week hasn't been all that weird for him. And seeing everyone else sing has been pretty cool.

Of course, he's automatically cooler because he has a guitar. Sorry, guys.

Neil's attempt has inspired him, though...]

( Yes, he's singing Jemaine's part too. )

Hey, Bonnie.

Do you want to hang out sometime? I-- I'd like to see you.

Thank you. Bye bye.

Uh-- I have a kind of...weird question. Does anyone know anything about, uh-- condoms? Like. You can't use them after you use them for balloons, right?

[ There's some clicking before anyone begins speaking. It seems someone forgot how this thing works... ]

G-- guys. Guys. I found balloons.

I don't like typing.