esidarap hsimA na ni gnivil ,setib ti kniht ylbaborp d’uoy tuB
esidarap hsimA na ni gnivil ,sthgil ciffart ro spoc on s’erehT
esidarap hsimA na ni gnivil ,setinonneM yzarc lla er’eW
Looking for coyote, snake, or bear now …
Notaries are on a scouting trip …
Let’s just ask that farmer over there now …
He’s just sayin’,
She could be, ’cause farmers can be hip!
CHORUS:
Now they’ll both buy the farm!
All because the charmin’ farmer’s army
Gonna start out dishin’ some harm!
Dishin some harm!
Now it’s cause for alarm,
Dishin’ some harm … Tigerlily’s groovy!
Readers all are wondering what kept her!
Is she gonna fight with Unity?
See her psychedelic robe and scepter!
Hand on hip, ’cause hip is what she be! (repeat CHORUS)
I happen to think it’s an awesome battle cry, in that she is too funky for the over the top, male centric, corporate-tool style made popular by “The Man.”
“Citizen, it has come to our attention that you are under quota for guano production.”
“You must be this long to sun yourself on this ledge.”
“My client wishes it to be understood that he did not in any way partake of Mrs. Begay’s garbage, on May 18th or any other date, and that he is not in the habit of consuming refuse. He does, however, regret any distress suffered by her or the North Mesa community in this unfortunate incident.”
Cloak #2 has watched Weird Al’s “Amish Paradise” WAY too many times.
esidarap hsimA na ni gnivil ,setib ti kniht ylbaborp d’uoy tuB
esidarap hsimA na ni gnivil ,sthgil ciffart ro spoc on s’erehT
esidarap hsimA na ni gnivil ,setinonneM yzarc lla er’eW
She is a Farmer of Funk, and it’s HARVEST TIME!
Tigerlily is in all other ways the avatar of style, but “C’mere”? What kind of battle cry is that?
What type of leader busts out a battle cry on two lackeys? Save that for the big moments.
If you have two people you need killed you just casually request that your single-minded death machine come over this way, if it’s not too busy.
tigerlily is not the mere-applied-force type. besides, the mindless killing machine is on the *other* side.
The mindless killing machine of the Notaries Public versus the soulless killing machines of Tigerlily! To paraphrase the AVP tagline,
Whoever loses, we win!
(TUNE: “Boogie Oogie Oogie”, A Taste Of Honey)
Looking for coyote, snake, or bear now …
Notaries are on a scouting trip …
Let’s just ask that farmer over there now …
He’s just sayin’,
She could be, ’cause farmers can be hip!
CHORUS:
Now they’ll both buy the farm!
All because the charmin’ farmer’s army
Gonna start out dishin’ some harm!
Dishin some harm!
Now it’s cause for alarm,
Dishin’ some harm … Tigerlily’s groovy!
Readers all are wondering what kept her!
Is she gonna fight with Unity?
See her psychedelic robe and scepter!
Hand on hip, ’cause hip is what she be!
(repeat CHORUS)
I happen to think it’s an awesome battle cry, in that she is too funky for the over the top, male centric, corporate-tool style made popular by “The Man.”
“Farmers can be hip.”
*lol*
Bats, snakes, coyotes…. I wonder what she missed?
“Citizen, it has come to our attention that you are under quota for guano production.”
“You must be this long to sun yourself on this ledge.”
“My client wishes it to be understood that he did not in any way partake of Mrs. Begay’s garbage, on May 18th or any other date, and that he is not in the habit of consuming refuse. He does, however, regret any distress suffered by her or the North Mesa community in this unfortunate incident.”
It’s true. Some of the hippest people I know are farmers*.
* I don’t actually know any hip people
Try: http://www.dullmensclub.com/
It will calm you down.
Well, there’s organic farmers in Oregon. Some of them are pretty hip. Some of them probably still have afros too.
Methinks that the monks need to pull down the cowls once in a while. Might help with thier vision.