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I blame this completely on Making Light

We need ... a fight song. Something with completely ridiculous words that we can sing drunkenly when we get together.

Something that makes no sense to anyone but us. Anyone INCLUDING us, really.

To the tune of British Grenadiers, except when it isn't, with intervals of random arrythmic bellowing.

Because I LIKE "British Grenadiers."

Committed by [info]angevin2 and me, with thanks to [info]matociquala for the squid, which I sort of borrowed while she was off at archery because it was just lying there ...

ETA: Comments, suggestions for edits and new verses welcome; also, I will probably edit this more myself, cause I'm obsessive like that. (like, oh, fixing the spelling of onomatopoeia and correcting the egregious typos)

(Also the scansion is SUPPOSED to be weird and tricky, honest. It's not a true tribal song unless you have to KNOW how to wrap the syllables to make it come out right, I have observed)




We have huge throbbing word counts
And shiny sexy brains
We know a thousand different words
for every kind of rain
The deadline's near we have no fear
We've pulled this off before (JUST BARELY)
And if the plot is lagging
We'll toss in a dinosaur (OR TWO)


KICK THEM IN THE SQUIDS
KICK THEM IN THE SQUIDS
CATCH THEM IN THE CONSCIENCE
KICK THEM IN THE SQUIDS


WRITE EDIT
DELETE DELETE
WRITE WRITE
EDIT EDIT
PANIC PANIC
WRITE WRITE WRITE!


So beat your helpless characters
With bricks and baseball bats
We've answered ALL our email
And shaved and waxed the cats (AND YAKS!)
Procrastination is the foe
Write in a kindly whore
And add a bit of sodomy (USE LUBE!)
And another dinosaur! (A LOT OF LUBE!)


MAKE THEM FIGHT AND MAKE THEM SCREW
MAKE THEM DO WHAT BAD FOLKS DO
MAKE THEM MEAN AND LET THEM FUCK
GIVE THEM REALLY CRAPPY LUCK


WRITE EDIT
DELETE DELETE
WRITE WRITE
EDIT EDIT
PANIC PANIC
WRITE WRITE WRITE!


W.T.F.
O.M.G.
S.T.E.T
A.B.C.


Our writer's clubs have spikes in
We back up all our work
We love our semicolons
Our heros are all jerks
Our favourite POV is third person omni-incompetent with serious daddy issues and we don't give a damn about rhythm or rhyme or meter or comma splices but we're really good at onomatopoeia!


(ALLOW ONE VERSE FOR FREE FORM ARGUMENTS ABOUT PRONUNCIATION OF ONOMATOPOEIA; ALL CHIME IN ON LAST LINE WITH: HIPPO HIPPO-POT-A-MUS)


KICK THEM IN THE SQUIDS
KICK THEM IN THE SQUIDS
CATCH THEM IN THE CONSCIENCE
KICK THEM IN THE SQUIDS


W.T.F.
O.M.G.
S.T.E.T
A.B.C.


WRITE EDIT
DELETE DELETE
WRITE WRITE
EDIT EDIT
PANIC PANIC
WRITE WRITE WRITE!!


So have another coffee
Or have another drink (OR THREE)
And surf the web and have a smoke
And try like hell to think
And maybe write in a cavalier
tall and blonde and slightly (AMBIVALENT ABOUT THE LEGACY OF COLONIALISM)


KICK THEM IN THE SQUIDS
KICK THEM IN THE SQUIDS
CATCH THEM IN THE CONSCIENCE
KICK THEM IN THE SQUIDS


W.T.F.
O.M.G.
S.T.E.T
A.B.C.


WRITE EDIT
DELETE DELETE
WRITE WRITE
EDIT EDIT
PANIC PANIC
WRITE WRITE WRITE!


*big finish*


JUST
KEEP
TYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYPING!
 
 
 
 
 
 
Cultural Imperialism! And perverted cruelty to reptiles!

Fightfightfight!

::dies laughing
And daddy issues! Mustn't forget the daddy issues!
*dying of laughter*
I'm telling Teresa!
*is probably ded then*
AHAHAH. You know, my actual writing anthem is Eminem's "Run Rabbit Run." :>
[info]branchandroot pointed me here and now I am crying because I'm laughing so hard. ♥!
That. is. hysterical!
Beautiful!
I love it.
:<)

I must admit I missed references to leeks, but I'm sure squid will do well, too.

Spouse is in the middle of a pressure writing project.

*goes off to sing this to her*
I may be the only person to have sung all the verses out loud.
So, how did it work?
This is totally off topic but your icon... are you familiar with the Arrogant Worms song "A Night in Dildo" about all the odd place names in Newfoundland?
*g* Yep.
*cackles and falls over* I love you guys.
I am extremely charmed.

*chants "Kick them in the squids!" and frightens the spouse*
((laughing and crying too hard to type anything coherent))
I am not entirely sure how I got here, but exceedingly pleased that I did.

This needs to be [info]metaquotesed. May I?
By all means!

*hastily straightens up the place and kicks a few bodies under the sofa so the company won't see them*

Absolutely brilliant. Though what does STET stand for?
It means 'leave it', basically.

How do I love thee?

Let me count the ways....
*loffsback and pays you rent on the squid*
Please tell me "HIPPO-POT-A-MUS" is from Flanders & Swann. You two rock!!

:-)
It probably is, actually, via the backbrane. But I confess, I'm not cool enough to have done it on purpose.
...you make cracks about my insane government; and I begin to wonder if really, considering our mutual politics...

And then you remind me why you are teh wonderful.

Yeah, that's about how it goes over here, too :)

*hugs you lots*
You, madam, win. *doffs hat* *isn't wearing a hat* *doffs shirt*
*drags you off to a less public location than the comments to this post*

*fade to black*

*dying*

I didn't just sing a verse of this out loud IN THE OFFICE. No, I did not. Nope. Wasn't me.
I follwed [info]copperbadge's link here, and now I'm in the M.A. office and depsperatly trying hard not to laugh out loud or burst into song. It's just...beautiful. *wipes tear from eye* WRITE! EDIT! PANIC!
Aha, YAY. *memories forever*

And have an icon, too.
Oh... my... god...

*dies laughing*

Out favourite POV is third person omni-incompetent with serious daddy issues

*spews coffee on monitor*
*dies* I love!
Out favourite POV is third person omni-incompetent with serious daddy issues

1. It should be "our", no?

2.
Ahhhhh I love this. SO TRUE. *facepalms*

(Also now I have to download the song so that I'll actually know the tune-except-for-when-it-isn't, shan't I.)
It should! *fixes*