Nerd Pride Radio

Okay, he’s definitely talking to Mike, right?

Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry, never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you

Wait. Now I think he's talking about DM Darcs.

That makes sense too.

Comma comma comma
Comma chameleon
Your comma knows
Your comma knows

It's all the same, only the names will change
Everyday it seems we're wasting away
Another place where the faces are so cold
I'd drive all night just to get back home

Good morning, this is my karaoke song, if I should ever happen to do karaoke. Or maybe Motley Crue? One of those. IT'S MORNING.

Oh baby, you!
You got knobby knees.
But you say they’re just pretend.
Yeah you say they’re just pretend.

Damn ye! Let Neptune strike ye dead, Winslow! Hark! Hark, Triton. Hark! Bellow, bid our father, the sea king, rise from the depths, full foul in his fury, black waves teeming with salt-foam, to smother this young mouth with pungent slime, to choke ye, engorging your organs till ye turn blue and bloated with bilge, and brine, and can scream no more. Only when, he, crowned in cockle shells, with slithering tentacled tail, and steaming beard, takes up his fell, be-finnèd arm, his coral-tined trident screeches banshee-like in the tempest, and plunges right through your gullet, bursting ye, a bulging bladder no more, but a blasted bloody film now, a nothing for the Harpies, and the souls of dead sailors to peck and claw and feed upon, only to be lapped up and swallowed by the infinite waters of the dread emperor himself. Forgotten to any man, to any time, forgotten to any god, or devil, forgotten even to the sea, for any stuff, or part of Winslow, even any scantling of your soul, is Winslow no more, but is now itself the sea.

YEAH! That's a good morning message!

....but really it was sarcasm.

Damn it, fooled again!

... She said, enthusiastically.

What did you think I would do at this moment
When you're standing before me
With tears in your eyes
Trying to tell me that you have found you another
And you just don't love me no more

Children dance, children die
having the time of their lives.
See that girl.
Watch her scream
Kicking the dancing queen.

Dancing queen!
Steve McQueen on a trampoline!

mask maker mask maker make me a mask
gel me a gel
flask me a flask.

Dancing bean!
Feel the pee of the wolverine!

The misheard ABBA lyrics are really good.

Here comes the sun...in a couple of hours...
Here comes the sun...and I say...
It's alright.
Doo doo doo do ...etc...

I hear the ticking of the clock
I'm lying here the room's pitch dark
I wonder where you are tonight
No answer on the telephone
And the night goes by so very slow
Oh I hope that it won't end though