Random Bonfire in the Pixelated Wood
POSTED BY: liminalosity
UPDATED: Monday, February 27, 2006 02:38
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Yay, a campfire.
"that day" wasn't so fun. my girlfriend decide go out with her friend, cause her friend just broke up with her boyfriend. and apparently friends are more important then boyfriends, idk. anyways
we sung all sort of songs the other day at work, people thought we were on crack.
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RAF Lakenheath
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Random Bonfire in the Pixelated Wood? Sounds like a title I need to read.
If you don't mind, I'd like to share the virtual warmth. *sets down pack and begins to lay out her things* I've got wolf repellent (that fellow may need it), chocolate, acomfy sleeping bag, lots of marshmallows, and a handy dandy smile...can I stay?
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Only if you bring vodka.
Serenity, First Officer of Destiny
President of the Juggled Gosling Chatroom
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*sob* vooooodkaaaaaaaaaaa
*carol falls to her knees crying*
who oh why oh why
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Crayola
You cannot have my beer - Jonathan Woodward
Neil Roberts has the most amazing smile ever and he gives the best kisses
*stands up*
My name is Carol and I thought Oklahoma was in Texas, now I have been enlightened by the almighty actor/country rock god that is Christian Kane....I was not forced to say this in any way
*sits down*
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Carol, it's okay. You can drink all the vodka you want online and never have any reprocussions. That's the beauty of cyber-alcohol.
*soothingpats*
Now, maybe TWG, I mean WildigsTart, will lend us her comfy sleeping bag and we can see what we can do to comfort poor ARMless Crayola.
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That's all I need? Heck, I've got vodka!
*pours a measure of chilled vodka into a glass for Serenity*
Um, do we just sit here by the fire eating smores and drinking? You guys are so great.
*thinks fondly of old camping songs*
Ohhh I wish I were a little bar of soap..bar of soap.
I wish I were a little bar of soap...bar of soap.
I'd slippy and I'd slidey oever everybody's hiney.
I wish I were a little bar of soap...bar of soap.
Ohhh I wish I were a stick of gum...stick of gum.
I wish I were a stick of gum...stick of gum.
I'd go chewy, chewy, chewy, then get stuck on someon'es shoey.
I wish I were a stick of gum...stick of gum.
Anyone else?
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*looks hopefully at serenity*
really.......
*sniff*
ok
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Crayola
You cannot have my beer - Jonathan Woodward
Neil Roberts has the most amazing smile ever and he gives the best kisses
*stands up*
My name is Carol and I thought Oklahoma was in Texas, now I have been enlightened by the almighty actor/country rock god that is Christian Kane....I was not forced to say this in any way
*sits down*
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What about:
The cutest boy
I ever saw
Was sippin' cider through a straw
The cutest boy I ever saw (I ever saw)
Was sippin' cider through a straw
I asked him if
He'd show me how
To sip that cider through a straw
I asked him if he'd show me how (he'd show me how)
To sip that cider through a straw
First cheek to cheek
Then jaw to jaw
We'd sip that cider through a straw
First cheek to cheek
Then jaw to jaw (then jaw to jaw)
We'd sip that cider through a straw
Now once or twice
That straw would slip
And we'd sip cider lip to lip
Now once or twice
That staw would slip (that straw would slip)
And we'd sit cider lip to lip
There's another verse I don't remember (it's been nearly 15 years since I was a girl scout camp counselor) but then the last verse goes
The moral of
This story is
Don't sip that cider lip to lip
The moral of
This story is (this story is)
Don't sip that cider lip to lip (sip coke!)
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I know it as:
Now 49 kids
all call me ma
from sippin cider through a straw.
The moral of
this little tale
is don't sip cider with a male!
...but i've heard other versions too.
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THAT's the missing verse!
Never heard the end that way, though.
I also know one, same tune that starts:
The littlest worm
I ever saw
Was stuck inside my soda straw
I know a bazillion campfire songs.
My ultimate favourite probably is:
Ravioli, I love ravioli
Ravioli it's so good to me!
Do I have it on my shoe?
(Yes you have it on your shoe!)
On my shoe?
(On your shoe!)
Oooooooooooooooooooh
Ravioli, I love ravioli
Ravioli, it's so good to me!
But I think the only reason I like it so much is that we used to get really silly with it:
Do I have it on my boot cut Tommy Hilfiger jeans?
Do I have it on my blue suede Vans?
That, and I really like ravioli.
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