Rudy Cooper | Brian Moser (
cold_dry_pieces) wrote2008-04-12 12:36 pm
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|[Accidental Voice Post]|
[Along with music that must be playing far too loud for the good of his or anyone else’s eardrums, you can hear Rudy singing along intermittently.]
The black-headed buzzard led the others on,
He knew he couldn’t get nothin’ by stayin’ home
Black-headed and lookin’ slick, flyin’ right along
And where did he take them? The buzzard was their friend
He took ‘em all down and bought ‘em a bowl of what’s-‘is-name
They were getting’ fat just goin’ to bat on the bowls of it
He blew a whistle, blew it just once
And they were in the air, and lookin’ round
The wind was gustin’ thirty, they were getting’ awful dirty
But they didn’t mind
When that bacon fries I want you gone,
A little bit o’ travelin’ never done no wrong, woah-oh
Look in the sky, see those black birds, how they fly!
Black-headed and lookin’ slick, flying right along.
The bacon grease don’t matter none, let it slip and slide and run
Woah-oh, it ain’t no lie, look in the sky- see how they fly,
Black-headed and lookin’ slick, flying right along.
And when it fry, fry a lot- you might’s well cook up all you got
Hey hey, put in your day, see those buzzards on their way
Black-headed and lookin’ slick, flying right along.
Black-headed and lookin’ slick, flying right along.
[If you listen closely, or if your volume is up far too loud for your good or anyone else’s, you can hear Harry the bitey mini-Cthulu warbling along with high-pitched gibberish. Surprisingly, he harmonizes rather well.]
|[ooc: Biney’s first curse, yey! :3 err, Dex if yer around feel free to stumble in on himmaking a fool of himself. xD DANCE BREAK. Anyway I will answer what I can but I’m goin out eventually, I will pick up tags later if I can, hopefully not but possibly tomorrow. D:]|
[Along with music that must be playing far too loud for the good of his or anyone else’s eardrums, you can hear Rudy singing along intermittently.]
The black-headed buzzard led the others on,
He knew he couldn’t get nothin’ by stayin’ home
Black-headed and lookin’ slick, flyin’ right along
And where did he take them? The buzzard was their friend
He took ‘em all down and bought ‘em a bowl of what’s-‘is-name
They were getting’ fat just goin’ to bat on the bowls of it
He blew a whistle, blew it just once
And they were in the air, and lookin’ round
The wind was gustin’ thirty, they were getting’ awful dirty
But they didn’t mind
When that bacon fries I want you gone,
A little bit o’ travelin’ never done no wrong, woah-oh
Look in the sky, see those black birds, how they fly!
Black-headed and lookin’ slick, flying right along.
The bacon grease don’t matter none, let it slip and slide and run
Woah-oh, it ain’t no lie, look in the sky- see how they fly,
Black-headed and lookin’ slick, flying right along.
And when it fry, fry a lot- you might’s well cook up all you got
Hey hey, put in your day, see those buzzards on their way
Black-headed and lookin’ slick, flying right along.
Black-headed and lookin’ slick, flying right along.
[If you listen closely, or if your volume is up far too loud for your good or anyone else’s, you can hear Harry the bitey mini-Cthulu warbling along with high-pitched gibberish. Surprisingly, he harmonizes rather well.]
|[ooc: Biney’s first curse, yey! :3 err, Dex if yer around feel free to stumble in on him
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Harry joined in of his own accord- seems to be a natural, actually. Must say I'm surprised he can carry a tune.
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It was... interesting.
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You named him...Harry...?
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Yep, Harry.
Kinda cute, aren't they?
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I don't know if this quite counts as an animal though. It seems happy enough, aside from trying to take a chunk out of my hand yesterday.
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He's got a pretty good singing voice!
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[Vaguely sulky look, before returning to
making an ass of himselfdancing.]