22 August 2011
24 January 2011
Come As A Duck...
This song was originally written on Twitlonger, as I lamented the absence of unusual dress codes for Second Life events. I mean, why can't we have events where we dressed up as, say, a duck?
(as sung to Nirvana's Come As You Are)
Come, As a duck, with a quack
Where we hold this soiree
As A Grey, As a Puna, As a Salvadori
At this sim, at this time, at this date, please RSVP
Have some fun, as a friend, make some good memories
*storm of duck calls*
Come, dressed in prims, full of scripts, like an AO and things
Join the trend, bring a friend, make some good memories (quack)
Chorus:
And I swear I don't have a gun
No I don't have a gun (x2)
=more guitar, accompanied by lots of panicked quacking and shotgun firing sounds=
Chorus:
And I swear I don't have a gun
No I don't have a gun (x3)
=more guitar, accompanied by lots of panicked quacking and shotgun firing sounds=
(turns it around, looks it over. Maybe there's another reason why this doesn't work -@patchouliW)
(turns it around, looks it over. Maybe there's another reason why this doesn't work -@patchouliW)
01 January 2011
And now for something completely crazy!
Clearly, I've gone mad, starting 2011 celebrations with this song in my room:
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