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And now it's time for Silly Songs With Mena, the part of the thread where Mena comes out and sings a silly song.

So without further ado, Silly Songs With Mena.

 

The Beta Key Song

 

Ooooooh, every body's got a Together Beta key!

Your's ends with two and mine with three

How they were distributed, I don't know!

But everyone's got a Together beta key-eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey!

 

Well, I put my beta key into Steam!

Jumped up and down with a scream,

Spilled my coffee beans on the floor!

And then Cthulhu-

 

*JoeW runs up interrupting the song* 

"Stop! Stop it! Stop it right this instant! What do you thing you're doing? You cannot say every one has a beta when every one does NOT have a beta key! We're going to get nasty threads saying 'Where's MY beta key?!' 'Why don't I have a beta key?!' Are you prepared to deal with that? I don't think so! So stop. Being. So. Silly!"

*JoeW walks off the thread*

 

This has been Silly Songs With Mena. Tune in next time to hear Mena sing,

 

Oooooooh, every body's seen the next trailer puzzle!

The screams of delight we cannot muzzle.

We can try too-

 

*JoeW deletes the post* 

 

 

 

(No one will get this reference. NO ONE! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!)

 

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And now it's time for Silly Songs With Mena, the part of the thread where Mena comes out and sings a silly song.

So without further ado, Silly Songs With Mena.

 

The Beta Key Song

 

Ooooooh, every body's got a Together Beta key!

Your's ends with two and mine with three

How they were distributed, I don't know!

But everyone's got a Together beta key-eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey!

 

Well, I put my beta key into Steam!

Jumped up and down with a scream,

Spilled my coffee beans on the floor!

And then Cthulhu-

 

*JoeW runs up interrupting the song* 

"Stop! Stop it! Stop it right this instant! What do you thing you're doing? You cannot say every one has a beta when every one does NOT have a beta key! We're going to get nasty threads saying 'Where's MY beta key?!' 'Why don't I have a beta key?!' Are you prepared to deal with that? I don't think so! So stop. Being. So. Silly!"

*JoeW walks off the thread*

 

This has been Silly Songs With Mena. Tune in next time to hear Mena sing,

 

Oooooooh, every body's seen the next trailer puzzle!

The screams of delight we cannot muzzle.

We can try too-

 

*JoeW deletes the post* 

 

 

 

(No one will get this reference. NO ONE! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!)

But I do. 

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It's all The Letter W's fault this time :-)

 

What Will You Do with a Dumbass Wilson?

 

(inspired by "What Would You Do with a drunken Sailor" by the Irish Rovers

 

What will we do with a dumbass Wilson

what will we do with a dumbass Wilson 

what will we do with a dumbass Wilson 

early in the morning?

 

 

Way hay and he's on fire 

way hay and he's on fire

way hay and he's on fire

early in the morning!

 

Shave his beard with a rusty razor

shave his beard with a rusty razor

shave his beard with a rusty razor

early in the morning!

 

 

Way hay and he's on fire 

way hay and he's on fire

way hay and he's on fire

early in the morning!

 

Make him a dead ghost and burn their bushes

make him a dead ghost and burn their bushes

make him a dead ghost and burn their bushes

early in the morning!

 

Way hay and he's on fire 

way hay and he's on fire

way hay and he's on fire

early in the morning!

 

Put him in the Effigy until he's not dead

put him in the Effigy until he's not dead 

put him in the Effigy until he's not dead

early in the morning!

 

 

Way hay and he's on fire 

way hay and he's on fire

way hay and he's on fire

early in the morning!

 

 

Have him snuggle up with the local Deerclops 

have him snuggle up with the local Deerclops

have him snuggle up with the local Deerclops

early in the morning!

 

Way hay and he's on fire 

way hay and he's on fire

way hay and he's on fire

early in the morning!

 

 

That's what we do with a dumbass Wilson

That's what we do with a dumbass Wilson

That's what we do with a dumbass Wilson

Early in the morning!

 

Way hay and he's on fire 

way hay and he's on fire

way hay and he's on fire

early in the morning!

 

Way hay and he's on fire 

way hay and he's on fire

way hay and he's on fire

early in the morning!

 

 

I support this.

 

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Taste, Watch These Merry Sacks-esses
(Sung to the tune of God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen)

Taste, watch these merry Sacks-esses, there are one here each day,
which totals twelve in the season, to Blessing or Dismay!
To try and help us from Judgment, while living in the 'Neath,
with Buckets of the Lacred Snow, So-Called-Snow!
With Buckets of the Lacred So-Called Snow!

In London, in the vast 'Neath
we live after we die.
So here we must stray from the Stars,
and aberrations hide
for this breaks the Chain, should we be seen; we're lost to nothing more
(near Buckets of the Lacred Snow, So-Called-Snow!
Near Buckets of the Lacred So-Called Snow!)

If when the Dragons find the 'Neath
and find her where she lay
Seven cities will rise and fall
(or so the Fates will say.)
And the System will be Destroyed, not here a-nother day
(lost Buckets of the Lacred Snow, So-Called-Snow!
Lost Buckets of the Lacred So-Called Snow!)

Shepherds would simply Not-Be, or burned while still "alive."
The Sprifters would meet the same dark Fate; from this they could not hide!
But the Masters only cared about, the Stone Pigs they abide
with Buckets of the Lacred Snow, So-Called-Snow!
With Buckets of the Lacred So-Called Snow!

For the Bazaar, (her mission stopped,) she loves our Sun, a Star.
The only way to advert Doom, she searches Near and Far
for Touching Love Stories to show, this need not be Bizzare
causing Buckets of the Lacred Snow, So-Called-Snow!
Causing Buckets of the Lacred So-Called Snow!

So before they come out 'Neath
(the city there that day)
she hopes to find that one Story
the condemnation stayed
and show the Universe can live, without the perceived Chain!
Without Buckets of the Lacred Snow, So-Called-Snow!
Without Buckets of the Lacred So-Called Snow!

Now to the Bazaar sing praises,
all You within this place.
And with true love and brotherhood
Each other now embrace!
This holy tide of 'Neathtmas
(All Masters doth deface!)
Without Buckets of the Lacred Snow, So-Called-Snow!
Without Buckets of the Lacred So-Called Snow!
 
(And yes, it was fated I write this, for the original full song lyrics show, it has SEVEN verses ;) )

 
Merry 'Neathmass everybody! And a Nightmare New Fear!

 

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