QUOTE(roserose @ Sep 1 2006, 04:29 PM) [snapback]236487[/snapback]
Hola, tio. Hola, tia. Here I am in Kampuchea...
Bring me breakfast bring me dinner
'Cause you know I'm just a sinner
There's not much here for me to pay you
So there's nothing left for me but to rescrew you.
Would sound good to the music of Hello Mother, Hellow Father.
Hello mother, hello father, here I am at Camp Grenada.
Camp is very entertaining,
and they say we'll have some fun if it stops raining...
I went hiking with Joe Spivy.
He developed poison ivy.
You remember Leonard Skinner;
He got ptomaine poisoning last night after dinner.
All the counselors
Hate the waiters,
And the lake has alligators.
And the head coach
Was no sissy,
So he reads to us from something called Ulysses.
Now I don't want
This to scare ya.
But my bunkmate
Has malaria.
You remember Jeffrey Hardy...
They're about to organize a searching party.
Take me home, oh mother, father.
Take me home, I hate Grenada.
Don't leave me out in the forest where
I might get eaten by a bear.
Take me home, I promise I will not make noise
Or mess the house with other boys.
Oh please don't make me stay!
I've been here ONE -- WHOLE -- DAY.
Dearest father,
Darling mother,
How's my precious little brother?
Let me come home if you miss me.
I would even let Aunt Bertha hug and kiss me...
Wait a minute...
It stopped raining!
Guys are biking.
Guys are sailing,
playing baseball... gee, that's better!
Mother, father, kindly disregard this letter!


