Castor
07-26-2006, 11:33 AM
Camp Taurajo (set to "Camp Granada" theme).
Hello Vol'jin, Hello Thrall, oh,
Here I am at, Camp Taurajo.
Tauren questing, Tauren slaying
Too bad I dont understand a word they're saying.
I went north up to the Crossroads
Picked some mushrooms, mined some tin nodes,
You remember, Mankriks wifey
They're about to organize a searching party.
I went grinding, with some 'leet dood
He was swearing, acting real rude,
Then threatened me, with Chuck Norris,
He's some human living in the Elwynn Forest
Fellow Orcs here, Trolls and Tauren,
They're all dueling, Peons snorin'.
Then some undead, called me sissy
So I took off after swigging on a swiffy.
Take me home, oh Thrall oh Vol'jin
Take me home, I hate Taurajo
Dont leave me out in the Barrens where's
I might get ganked by Dire Bears.
Take me home, I hate the grinding and the fear
That the entire servers here.
I have such crappy ping
I've been here one whole ding.
Dearest Thrall and, Buddy Vol'jin
When you read this, dont start laughin'
I was clearing, inventory
Do you have an extra hearthstone you can loan me?
Too much talking, out of player
Looks like 'leet dood, ain't a stayer
Guess it turns out, some inforcers
Got leet dude a perma ban from RP servers
Come to think it, I'll be stayin',
Some group real bad, needs some tankin'
Gonna get some, gear thats better
Voljin, Thrall oh kindly disregard this letter.
((This is a parody of "Camp Granada" by Alan Sherman, which was a parody of Amilcare Ponchielli's "Dance Of The Hours."
Yes I wrote this. Way too much time on my hands. =P))
Hello Vol'jin, Hello Thrall, oh,
Here I am at, Camp Taurajo.
Tauren questing, Tauren slaying
Too bad I dont understand a word they're saying.
I went north up to the Crossroads
Picked some mushrooms, mined some tin nodes,
You remember, Mankriks wifey
They're about to organize a searching party.
I went grinding, with some 'leet dood
He was swearing, acting real rude,
Then threatened me, with Chuck Norris,
He's some human living in the Elwynn Forest
Fellow Orcs here, Trolls and Tauren,
They're all dueling, Peons snorin'.
Then some undead, called me sissy
So I took off after swigging on a swiffy.
Take me home, oh Thrall oh Vol'jin
Take me home, I hate Taurajo
Dont leave me out in the Barrens where's
I might get ganked by Dire Bears.
Take me home, I hate the grinding and the fear
That the entire servers here.
I have such crappy ping
I've been here one whole ding.
Dearest Thrall and, Buddy Vol'jin
When you read this, dont start laughin'
I was clearing, inventory
Do you have an extra hearthstone you can loan me?
Too much talking, out of player
Looks like 'leet dood, ain't a stayer
Guess it turns out, some inforcers
Got leet dude a perma ban from RP servers
Come to think it, I'll be stayin',
Some group real bad, needs some tankin'
Gonna get some, gear thats better
Voljin, Thrall oh kindly disregard this letter.
((This is a parody of "Camp Granada" by Alan Sherman, which was a parody of Amilcare Ponchielli's "Dance Of The Hours."
Yes I wrote this. Way too much time on my hands. =P))