LADEELEROY

2002-11-26

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Dancing Meat Inspector #37 Theme Song
 
 
Sung to a tune in my head.
Yes. That's me in those pictures.
Feel free to spooge.

Pish pah pah pishhh pah pah pissh.
Pissh pah pah pishh

Tap.

Tapppity tap tap.

Pisssssssssssssch. Ch ch ch ch iitty pish.

Tapptiy tap tap tap tap.

Click.

Clackity click click pishhhhh ch ch ch itty pishaaaaaaah.

BADAAABABBBADA.

Dabababbbabbaddba.

BADAAAABABBADAAAAA.

Dabadababbbada.
Tapity. Tap.

Stamp.

Tappity tap tap.
Stamp stamp.

Pisssssccccch. Ch ch.

Pisssss.

Stamp.

"No heifer's going to be getting the pepper if it ain't got my stamp of approval boys."

BDADADAAABAAABAAAA

Dababdabdbdbdadab.

BAAAADABAAAADBBBBBBBAAAA.
Dabadabda.

STAMP. Tappity Tap.

STAMP STAMP.

Tappity.

"This is one steak that won't be miSTEAKEN for good beef, brother."



Pisssch. Picsssssh.

Chi chi.

Tappity tap.

"Racks of meat.
It can't be beat.
Unless you're certified to do so.

Now you're in for a treat.
A visit from my feet.
I AM THE DANCING MEAT INSPECTOR."



BDABDABDBABAAAAAAA

Dabadbadbadbabda

DAAADABDBABABABBABAAAAAA

Dababdabdbadba.

Pisssssssssch.. pich pich ... pissssssssssch.

Stamp.

"No mad cow disease,
Just the flex of my knees
Gonna guarantee you 100%.

If cow's what you eat,
I've got something sweet...
BAM 100% USDA INSPECTED."


STAMP STAMP.

BAAAAAAADABABABABDAAAAAAA.

Dababdbabdbabdbadba.

DAAABABDBABABABABBDBAAAAAA.

Badadaadaaaaaaaaaa.

"Oh, how I titilate,
with every stamp I litigate
A jury of one for you.
Nothing passes these eyes,
Or my jiratting thighs,
E-coli bacchecalius will scream."

Wreeeeeeeeeeeeeereeeereee.

Werrreeeeeeeeerreeere.

STAMP STAMP.

Wreeeererereeee ererere.

Wererererrere ererere.

STAMP.

Tappity Tap Tap.



"The temperature is cool
I learned this in school
Gotta keep it chill, brotha."

Pish pish.

"Let the blood flow
From its head to your toe
Gonna get my inspection on."

STAMP STAMP.

BAAADADADADAAAABAA

Dabdbadbabaaabdabdbbd

BAFAAAABDBBDABABAAAAA

Dabdbadbabdbaba.

"Now what we got here?
A stripped down shot deer,
NOT IN MY LOCKER HONEY!"

BAM BAM

Baaaaaadadaaaa.

Dadabbdabadbab.

DBABBBAAAAAAAAA dab dab.

Tappity tap tap.

"When meat passes your lips
Remember my hips,
Ain't just here for your pleasure.

You can be sure,
That this beef is for
Edible purposes only."



BBADAAAAAAAAAAFBABFBAAAAAA

Dababdbadbabbabd

BAAAAAADABDABABDBABDAB

Dabdbabhahhadbdahaaahabda.

Pissssssssssssch.

Pich pich.

Pisssssssssssssssssch.

Pich Pich.

Damabdbdbdbabaaabda.

STAMP STAMP.

Ch chi chi pisssssssssssh.

BDABDDAAAAAB.

Pischchchchchchchchchch.

BAADADDABABABBBAAA Dab.

Dab dab.

STAMP.

Tap.

Pissssssh.

Tappity.

Pisssssssssssssssch.

Tap Tap.

"Moo cow. Moo."



APPLAUSE



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Many thanks to Pam at Pamie.com for pimping my sweet ass out twice now. She may print off a copy of this entry and exchange it for one (1) free dancing meat inspector lap dance from the 6-foot tall Leroy. (This offer not valid in CA.)

If you haven't been exposed to the Pam, then you need to be. She's a facet in this online world and inspired me start my own little journal. Thanks, Pam. Shucks.
 
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