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Hello, everyone! My name is Kate and I am rather new here. So glad I found this place!
Anyway, my friend,
zilxy, wrote this spoof, and with permission, I am posting it. Beacuse it is simply too priceless.
It's sung to the "Monorail" song from The Simpsons. And it's brilliant.
Monaboyd
(sung to the Monorail song from The Simpsons)
Well, friends, there's nothing on earth
Like a genuine,
Bona fide,
Electrified,
Sixty nine
Monaboyd!
What'd I say?
crowd: Monaboyd!
What's it called?
crowd: Monaboyd!
That's right! Monaboyd!
[crowd chants `Monaboyd' softly and rhythmically]
I hear those two are awfully loud...
It glides in softly as a cloud.
Is there a chance that Dom could bend?
Dom is dom, my dear good friend.
What about that pesky throb?
That is handled by blow jobs.
Were they sent here by the devil?
No, good sir, they're on the level.
What about Frodo and Sam?
You can read them later, ma'am.
I swears my Precious, it's all your choice...
Now raise your hands and raise your voice!
crowd: Monaboyd!
What's it called?
crowd: Monaboyd!
Once again...
crowd: Monaboyd!!!
But is this what was meant by Tolkien... ?
Sorry, Mom, the mob has spoken!
Monaboyd!
Monaboyd!
Monaboyd!
[big finish]
Monaboyd!!!
Homer: Mona... D'oh!
Anyway, my friend,
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It's sung to the "Monorail" song from The Simpsons. And it's brilliant.
Monaboyd
(sung to the Monorail song from The Simpsons)
Well, friends, there's nothing on earth
Like a genuine,
Bona fide,
Electrified,
Sixty nine
Monaboyd!
What'd I say?
crowd: Monaboyd!
What's it called?
crowd: Monaboyd!
That's right! Monaboyd!
[crowd chants `Monaboyd' softly and rhythmically]
I hear those two are awfully loud...
It glides in softly as a cloud.
Is there a chance that Dom could bend?
Dom is dom, my dear good friend.
What about that pesky throb?
That is handled by blow jobs.
Were they sent here by the devil?
No, good sir, they're on the level.
What about Frodo and Sam?
You can read them later, ma'am.
I swears my Precious, it's all your choice...
Now raise your hands and raise your voice!
crowd: Monaboyd!
What's it called?
crowd: Monaboyd!
Once again...
crowd: Monaboyd!!!
But is this what was meant by Tolkien... ?
Sorry, Mom, the mob has spoken!
Monaboyd!
Monaboyd!
Monaboyd!
[big finish]
Monaboyd!!!
Homer: Mona... D'oh!