well, as it goes, christmas is coming, so the radio is bombarded with christmas songs. one song that i don't think i'll ever get sick of hearing is the song from how the grinch stole christmas. i actually listened to the lyrics today and came to realise that if i ever need to name call someone, i can just pick-up any line from this song and i'd come off as mighty clever.
you're a mean one mr. grinch,
you really are a heel
you're as cuddly as a cactus, you're as charming as an eel.
mr. grinch,
you're a bad banana with a greasy black peel
you're a monster mr. grinch,
your heat's an empty hole.
your brain is full of spiders, you've got garlic in your soul,
mr grinch.
i wouldn't touch you with a thirty-nine and a half foot pole.
you're a vile one mr grinch.
you have termites in your smile,
you have all the tender sweetness of a seasick crocodile,
mr.grinch.
given the choice between the two of you, i'd take the seasick crocodile.
your a foul one, mr grinch.
you're a nasty-wasty-skunk!
your heart is full of unwashed socks, your soul is full of gunk,
mr ginch.
the three words that best describe you are as follows, and i quote; "stink, stank, stunk!"
you're a rotter mr grinch.
your the king of sinful sots.
your hearts a dead tomato splotched with mouldy purple spots,
mr grinch.
your soul is an appalling dump heap, over-flowing with the most disgraceful assortment of deplorable rubbish imaginable, mangled up in tangled up knots.
you nauseate me, mr grinch,
with a nauseous super nos.
your a crooked jerky jockey
and you drive a crooked hos,
mr grinch.
you're a three decker sauerkraut and toadstool sandwich
with parsnip sauce.
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