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3:52
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8/21/2010 (DJ Particle)
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| Parody of "Convoy" by CW McCall (DJ Particle) |
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[On the security radio]
Okay, security detail, this is Max, chief of security
are all of you getting this? Over. Yes, Ralph, what's
twenty? Well, hurry up and get to opening ceremonies. We
need three watching over the GOHs. Toby, are you in
Registration yet? Well, shake a leg, boy. The doors open
In ten minutes. I'm heading to the up to the con suite.
It was a Friday morn past the break of dawn
At the Fantafan Convention
It was nice and calm not a single one
Of security had a thing to mention
When we got a call from down the hall
Seems the con suite had been foraged
Three cases of Pibb and four bags of chips
Were missing from the Con Suite storage
[Chorus]
'Cause we got a pleasant con suite
Rockin' through the night.
Yeah, we got a pleasant con suite,
Ain't it a beautiful sight?
Come on and visit our con suite
Ain't nothin' gonna get in your way
We're gonna run this freaking con suite
All the way to Sunday.
Con Suite!
Con Suite!
[On the security radio]
Ralph, you getting this? Over. Yeah, could you come up
to the con suite? We have us a situation here. And keep your eyes peeled for anybody hauling a handtruck of Mister Pipp. You copy?
By the time we got to Saturday,
We had eighty-five thefts in all.
We started to worry 'bout the bigger furries
them bears was wall-to-wall.
They swore to us that it wasn't them
But one of 'em looked a bit scared
Said there's one named Tomb hold up in his room
"We about to go a-huntin' bear."
[Chorus]
'Cause we got a great big con suite
Rockin' through the night.
Yeah, we got a great big con suite,
Ain't she a beautiful sight?
Come on and visit our con suite
Ain't nothin' gonna get in your way.
We're gonna run this freaking con suite
Until we get to Sunday.
Con suite!
Con suite!
[On the CB]
Yo, Toby! I need you up in the con suite. We have a lead on
the food theif, but we got ourselves another incident up here. The suite's starting to smell like a locker room. You copy?
But before we could start, someone said that a fart
Been loosed in the con suite hallway
We found that the smell really drove us to hell
Cuz the gamers had ended their forray
Then went to the suite for something to eat
And none had bothered to shower
The stench they brought had the suite distraught
And the con suite closed for an hour
So we gathered our troop and tried to regroup
And swore that we would try harder
To find us a thief who brought the con grief
and stole all the con suite's larder
Took a friend of mine to room 629
Cuz we knew we have to move fast
Heard noise from within, so we let ourselves in
Seems a party was going full blast
Sir, where did you get all the food? Sir, you know the rules. Con suite food is supposed to stay in the con suite. Well, get this stuff back down there, and we'll forget this ever happened, all right?
By Sunday night, everything was all right
And the Dead Dog party was rollin'
They brought stuff to eat from the big con suite
Everyone was dancing and cajollin'
And even the bears brought the party downstairs
And all their leftover food
Cuz a year from now, there'll be more anyhow
This con's just about to conclude.
10-4
[Chorus]
'Cause we had a mighty con suite
Rockin' through the night.
Yeah, we had a mighty con suite,
Weren't it a beautiful sight?
Thanks for seeing our con suite
And thank you for the stay.
We had to run this freaking con suite
All the way from Friday.
Con suite!
Con suite!
Con suite!
Con suite!
Con suite!
[On the security radio]
Okay, good job, everyone. Things went pretty smooth, considering. Ralph can I count on you for next year? Over. ANTHROCON? Toby, you're insane, boy. You sure you want to be running all over that convention? They got over 4000 furries running wild there, Over. No, I don't think they'll let you do the whole con in fursuit. 'Sides, by Saturday you'd be smelling worse than a gamer. Over. (Max DeGroot) |
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