Hit me with your rhythm stick

[Tisiphone]

It's nice to be a lunatic!

 

[CaptainWacky]

It's flaccid.

 

[Tisiphone]

Flacid?

I didn't think batons could get flacid.

What did you think I was talking about, PERVERT?!?!?

 

[CaptainWacky]

An octopus's tentacles.

 

[Tisiphone]

I would discuss this with you further, but Prison Break is fixing to come on. Time to lust after Wentworth Miller and his tats.

 

[CaptainWacky]

OH IT'S OKAY FOR YOU WOMEN TO LUST OVER SOME GUY WITH TATS but when I suggest that it might be "nice" if all women are forced to be naked at all times and the floor is heated so that they're feet burn and they're constantly jumping around in pain with their tits bouncing up and down while men watch from behind forcefields in specail "wank bunkes" you look at me as if I'm no better than Ted Bundy. "PEGGY, THE TOILET'S BROKEN!"

 

[The Tomtrek]

all women are forced to be naked at all times and the floor is heated so that they're feet burn and they're constantly jumping around in pain with their tits bouncing up and down while men watch from behind forcefields in specail "wank bunkes"

I SMELL A NEW REALITY TV PROGRAM.

 

[speck]

I'm thinking, "What tempo and volume does she want?"

 

[CaptainWacky]

g

 

[Mentalist]

In the deserts of Sudan
And the gardens of Japan
From Milan to Yucatan
Every woman, every man

Hit me with your rhythm stick.
Hit me! Hit me!
Je t'adore, ich liebe dich,
Hit me! hit me! hit me!
Hit me with your rhythm stick.
Hit me slowly, hit me quick.
Hit me! Hit me! Hit me!

In the wilds of Borneo
And the vineyards of Bordeaux
Eskimo, Arapaho
Move their body to and fro.

Hit me with your rhythm stick.
Hit me! Hit me!
Das ist gut! C'est fantastique!
Hit me! hit me! hit me!
Hit me with your rhythm stick.
It's nice to be a lunatic.
Hit me! Hit me! Hit me!

Hit me! Hit me! Hit me!

In the dock of Tiger Bay
On the road to Mandalay
From Bombay to Santa Fe
Over hills and far away

Hit me with your rhythm stick.
Hit me! Hit me!
C'est si bon, mm? Ist es nicht?
Hit me! hit me! hit me!
Hit me with your rhythm stick.
Two fat persons, click, click, click.
Hit me! Hit me! Hit me!

Hit me! Hit me! Hit me!
Hit me!
Hit me!
Hit me! Ow!
Hit me!
Hit me!
Hit me! hit me!
Hit me (x5)
Hit me! Hit me! Hit me

 

[Mentalist]

Ian Dury FTW. The polio ridden loon!

 

[Gagh]

SEX & DRUGS AND ROCK AND ROLL ARE ALL A BODY NEEDS
VERY NICE INDEED!

 

[CaptainWacky]

yeah that and vimpto

 

[Eggs Mayonnaise]

LIVE STIFFS LIVE STIFFS LIVE SSTIFFS

 

[CaptainWacky]

SEX, SEX, WITH MEN, SEX.

 

[Gagh]

Is that what you REALLY want?

 

[Conchaga]

The only beat I need is the sound of my balls slapping against the hooker's ass.

 

[Tisiphone]

TJ Hooker??

 

[CaptainWacky]

THEY HAVE MALE HOOKERS NOW

 

[headvoid]

Ian Dury is actually dead now, Bob Geldof got it wrong first time.