posted on Feb, 22 2006 @ 01:44 PM
Ok, what do you think is the funniest song? Is it supposed to be funny or is there something that just you find funny? ANd for the people who may
not know the song post some lyrics and why you find it funny.
For me there are a few, like A Lap Dance Is So Much Better WHen The Stripper Is Crying by the Bloodhound Gang, why? Well it has twists in it, like in
I was lonelier than Kunta Kinte at a Merle Haggard concert
That night I strolled on into Uncle Limpy's Hump Palace lookin' for love.
It had been a while.
In fact, three hundred and sixty-five had come and went
since that midnight run haulin' hog to Shakey Town on I-10.
I had picked up this hitchhiker that was sweatin' gallons
through a pair of Daisy Duke cut-offs and one of those Fruit Of The Loom tank-tops.
Well, that night I lost myself to ruby red lips,
milky white skin and baby blue eyes.
Name was Russell.
Now you expect it to be some young teenage runaway girl, only to find out it is a guy!
Now the next part is just funny to me, includes some macabre(sp?) things in it, like the shallow grave and skin you like a deer.
Well, faster than you can say, "shallow grave",
this pretty little thing come up to me and starts kneadin' my b*()*&
like hard-boiled eggs in a tube sock.
Said her name was Bambi and I said, "Well that's a coincidence darlin',
'cause I was just thinkin' about skinnin' you like a deer."
Well she smiled, had about as much teeth as a Jack-O-Lantern,
and I went on to tell her how I would wear her face like a mask
as I do my little kooky dance.
And then she told me to shush.
I guess she could sense my desperation.
'Course, it's hard to hide a hard-on when you're dressed like Minnie Pearl.
Okay next part is well, it ryhmes!
So, Bambi's goin' on about how she can make all my fantasies come true.
So I says, "Even this one I have where Jesus Christ
is jackhammering Mickey Mouse in the doo-doo hole
with a lawn dart as Garth Brooks gives birth to something
resembling a cheddar cheese log with almonds on Santa Claus's tummy-tum?"
Well, ten beers, twenty minutes and thirty dollars later
I'm parkin' the beef bus in tuna town if you know what I mean.
Got to nail her back at her trailer.
Heh. That rhymes.
I have to admit it was even more of a turn-on
when I found out she was doin' me to buy baby formula.
Ok that is sick, funny sick. Now the last part leads you to wonder, did he do it?
Day or so had passed when I popped the clutch,
gave the tranny a spin and slid on into
The Stinky Pinky Gulp N' Guzzle Big Rig Snooze-A-Stop.
There I was browsin' through the latest issue of "Throb",
when I saw Bambi starin' at me from the back of a milk carton.
Well, my heart just dropped.
So, I decided to do what any good Christian would.
You can not imagine how difficult it is to hold a half gallon of moo juice
and polish the one-eyed gopher when your doin' seventy-five
in an eighteen-wheeler.
I never thought missing children could be so sexy.
Did I say that out loud?
We all remember seeing those kids, and here they take that and warp it into something so wrong, hilarious, but wrong. Like a bull humping a midget in
the middle of a bull fight, wrong but funny! How these people came up with this song is astounding, that they thought like this and that they wrote