A Concert from an Alternate Universe
[Somewhere, withing hearing distance of the center of camp, a man with a mullet and a big blue sitar is standing on top of a picnic table...]
All right, dudes and dudettes, are you ready for a musical revolution? I sure hope you are, 'cause I wrote this one just for you!
♫ You're my corn-fed baby,
Yeah, the sweetest kind!
Oooh, don't say maybe,
just say you'll be mine~
Yeah, baby, come to my barn
and I'll show you a ro~man~tic time~♪
[... The fields are alive with the sound of music. Pop music. Of the most inane, tooth-rotting, type II diabetes-inducing variety. Who will put a stop to this atrocity?!]
((Out for the night!))
All right, dudes and dudettes, are you ready for a musical revolution? I sure hope you are, 'cause I wrote this one just for you!
♫ You're my corn-fed baby,
Yeah, the sweetest kind!
Oooh, don't say maybe,
just say you'll be mine~
Yeah, baby, come to my barn
and I'll show you a ro~man~tic time~♪
[... The fields are alive with the sound of music. Pop music. Of the most inane, tooth-rotting, type II diabetes-inducing variety. Who will put a stop to this atrocity?!]
((Out for the night!))