The candy man can't. He never could.
Dashing and daring,
Courageous and caring,
Faithful and friendly,
With stories to share.
All through the forest,
They sing out in chorus,
Marching along,
As their song fills the air.
Underwear!!
Bouncing here and there and everywhere.
High adventure that's beyond compare.
They are the Underwear.
Magic and mystery,
Are part of their history,
Along with the secret,
Of shitcrapberry juice.
Their legend is growing,
They take pride in knowing,
They'll fight for what's right,
In whatever they do.
Underwear!!
Bouncing here and there and everywhere.
High adventure that's beyond compare.
They are the Underwear.
Under frickin-frackin Wear!!
Courageous and caring,
Faithful and friendly,
With stories to share.
All through the forest,
They sing out in chorus,
Marching along,
As their song fills the air.
Underwear!!
Bouncing here and there and everywhere.
High adventure that's beyond compare.
They are the Underwear.
Magic and mystery,
Are part of their history,
Along with the secret,
Of shitcrapberry juice.
Their legend is growing,
They take pride in knowing,
They'll fight for what's right,
In whatever they do.
Underwear!!
Bouncing here and there and everywhere.
High adventure that's beyond compare.
They are the Underwear.
Under frickin-frackin Wear!!
posted by Murky McMackerel at 6:25 AM
3 Comments:
I take issue with the "shitcrapberry juice" line.
well that's what they frickin-frackin drink, what the frack do you want me to frickin do?
Truly, this is the end of the road.
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