Galoot Up-Date

Thing-fish:
Galoot, galoot,
Galoot, galoot,
Galoot, galoot,
De killer co-log-nuh!

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Galoot
Co-log-nuh!

Thing-fish:
Galoot, galoot,
Galoot, galoot,
Galoot, galoot,
De killer co-log-nuh! thass right!
De killer co-log-nuh! thass right!
Well, de gubnint dint fine out rights away 'bout...

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De 'mammy nuns'

Thing-fish:
Dat's right!

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De 'mammy nuns'

Thing-fish:
Well, dey's too damn excited 'bout de sissies dey was 
knockin' off, 'n workin' up an uncreedable variety of 
theoretical scenarios, to explain away how come de fagnits 
all be croakin' at de same time in -

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November!

Thing-fish:
De month o' novembuh, reekin' of tainted co-log-num! dey 
booked in de heavy pseudo re-lij-mus talent to pronunciate 
de doc-trine of biblical retributium!

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Moving the project forward!

Thing-fish:
Figgin' dat to be...

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Da-da-dee-dahh!

Thing-fish:
A sho-fi' explumation, suitable fo' domestical...

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Assuagement!

Thing-fish:
Natchilly, a substantial number o' severely ignint white 
folks went fo' it, hook, line, 'n shrinker!

By dat time, de 'mammy nuns' had already sprouted dem 'tato
 heads, 'n was in de process of growin' out dey nakkins...

Also, by a peculiar corinsidence, we's all up fo' parole at
 de same time! thass right! you figgit out!

Once we's out de joint, we faced a hard time in de 
depressium...couldn't get no 'sembly line woik, 'n since de
 nakkins we's wearin' atch'ly be growin' outs our bodies, 
we was labelled as 'over-qualified' fo' janitorical 
deployment!

Onliest good thang 'bout bein' a 'mammy nun' is we be 
mo-less un-destructable! whatever dey done whiffed up befo'
 don't do shit to us now! fact, we jes mights be de onliest
 thangs left walkin' in de u.s.a., now de mys'try re-zease 
gone outa control!

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Just like you!

Thing-fish:
Just like you! i see some of y'all be frownin' ...'cause 
mebbe y'think what i's tellin' ya' is a lie! how 'bout it, 
folks? whatcha say? id dat right?

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Yes, it sho' is!

Thing-fish:
Well, les' jes' have a test...how many o' you nice folks 
think i knows what i's talkin' 'bout? raise y'hain up! 
uh-huh! an' how many thinks my potato been bakin' too long?
 raise yo mizzable hain up! uh-huh!

Now...how many you folks is convinced de gubnint be totally
 'unconcerned' wit de proliferatium o' undesirable tenants 
in de condominium o' life? an' how many folks believe they 
number won't come up, next time de breeze blow fum de 
easterly directium?

Les' face it, peoples! ugly as i mights be, i am yo' 
futchum!

'les y'all prefer 'permanent storage' or a condo in 
atlantis.

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They could really get down there!

Thing-fish:
Dey could really get down dere, but, i's de only protexium 
you got!

Now, durin' de intromissium, de sisters be sellin' some 
mash potatoes in de lobby, right over by de -

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Pyramid!

Thing-fish:
In de vicinity o' de...

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Squid decor!

Thing-fish:
'neath de planet o' de big ol' giant...

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Underwater door!

Thing-fish:
A generous good-will offerin' are required...jes' let yo' 
conscience be yo' guide...

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Blue light!

Thing-fish:
Jes' follow de blue light, down de aisle to de potatoes 
durin' de intromissium...

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Light, light, light, light...
Blue light...
Blue light...

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...an' while y'all be thinkin' about de blue light, an' 
y'all be decidin' whether or not yo' immunity gwine hold up
 'til de end o' de show, i's 'bout to address myseff to de 
re-educatement o' dem silly muthafuckers over deahhh.

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You can't even speak your own fucking language!

Thing-fish:
What on urf do you mean: 'my language'? i got yo language 
hangin', boy, 'long wif a two-week supply of ignint 
mcnugget, de breakfast o' champiums!

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Don't let your meat loaf! huh-huh-huh!

Thing-fish:
Huh? kiss my mcnugget!

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Your micro-nanette!

Thing-fish:
Y'kin kiss my micro-nanette too! don't forget de galoot!

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Galoot co-log-nuhhhhhh!

Thing-fish:
Galoot colognum!