Singing the wrong words
There's a grand tradition of singing the wrong words to jingles, hymns and the dreaded school songs. Or maybe you have a corporate anthem too cheesy for words? Tell us the alternate words you and your friends sang so that we can too.
( , Thu 27 Jan 2005, 10:02)
There's a grand tradition of singing the wrong words to jingles, hymns and the dreaded school songs. Or maybe you have a corporate anthem too cheesy for words? Tell us the alternate words you and your friends sang so that we can too.
( , Thu 27 Jan 2005, 10:02)
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The Girlyworld Scrapbook
Me and my flatmates worked as quotemonkeys for an insurance company and would relieve the tedium by putting scraps of paper under the "victim's" nose whilst they were in full flow to a customer. Some of these notes involved changing the last line of well-known nursery rhymes. The best ones ended up in "The Girlyworld Scrapbook" (for some reason our squalid and freezing flat had been christened "Girlyworld"). Try holding it together on the phone when things like this are thrust into your face....
Round and round the garden
Like a teddy bear
One step, two step,
SHOW US YOUR BROWN EYE
Wee Willy Winkie runs through the town
Upstairs, downstairs,
WHAT A CUNT
Little Miss Muffet sat on a tuffet
Eating her curds and whey
Along came a spider
SUCK MY BELL END
The days simply flew by. The scrapbook still exists, 13 years later, by the way.
( , Thu 27 Jan 2005, 14:46, Reply)
Me and my flatmates worked as quotemonkeys for an insurance company and would relieve the tedium by putting scraps of paper under the "victim's" nose whilst they were in full flow to a customer. Some of these notes involved changing the last line of well-known nursery rhymes. The best ones ended up in "The Girlyworld Scrapbook" (for some reason our squalid and freezing flat had been christened "Girlyworld"). Try holding it together on the phone when things like this are thrust into your face....
Round and round the garden
Like a teddy bear
One step, two step,
SHOW US YOUR BROWN EYE
Wee Willy Winkie runs through the town
Upstairs, downstairs,
WHAT A CUNT
Little Miss Muffet sat on a tuffet
Eating her curds and whey
Along came a spider
SUCK MY BELL END
The days simply flew by. The scrapbook still exists, 13 years later, by the way.
( , Thu 27 Jan 2005, 14:46, Reply)
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