alternative lyrics to Kei$ha's "Tik-Tok", this pardoy is "Mining-Op"
Mining-Op, Form it up, Orca Pilot put that advert up To-night, gonna mine, till we see the sunlight Mining Op, don't stop til the cargo hold fills up uh-oh-ih-oh-oh
Now the lasers don't start til I warp in! I'm talkin bout' ice we dont plan to melt Strippin the entire belt Trying to not piss off the,,,Eff-Cee...
Quit Frontin' Why your Husband Tryin to get his mits in my oven?
Daemon Ceed> Oh dear, oh dear. Someone stole the last scrap of aged, crusty, half eaten twinkie from your impoverished corp. The humanity! The horror! The children! What will come of the children?!?
In other news, I had a carne asada burrito this evening that has resulted in a severe case of flatulence that smells not too unlike burned party balloons. Discuss.