And now, Bunz & Katz’ destination is revealed… Um Paris… sort of… What pray tell might they plan to do there and how might this link with their avowed goal to destroy all of Civilization and part of Mar a Lago? Perhaps they’re starting Armageddon with Paris? …well, seems as good a place as any…
Ah well… Bubba Bass may be a lousy singer, but at least he’s an efficient Auto/Navigator… “Paris” they asked for, and Paris they got… It ain’t Bubba’s business to ask, “Which one?”
Guess it can’t hurt to mention that the June calendar is posted…
Jus’ click on the Sailor Bunny to take you there…
She’s Kelly the Sailor Bunny – Toot Toot…
She eats her Spin–ach with honey…
She yam what she yam – Whop! Slam! G’night Ma’am…
Yes, she’s Kelly the Sailor Bunny!!
Any nasty palookas
What pinches her tukus
Is in for a awful scare,
She biffs ‘em an’ bops ‘em
An’ flips ‘em an’ flops ‘em,
An’ they goes in Intensive Care!
So’s if you feels a nasty whim,
Remember what she done to them!
Tho she looks like a Honey,
Steer clear o’ that Bunny
If you values yer life an’ limb!
Yer jist takin’ a chansk
When ya hurries romansk,
With this Bunny ya gots to go slow,
If ya gets in a ruckus
fer pinchin’ her tuckus,
Remember I tole ya so!
‘Cause she’s Kelly the Sailor Ma’am,
Fer mashers she don’t give a damn,
An’ it’s Slam! Bilff! Whop! POW!
“Argh!” “Halp!” “Momma!” “YOW!”
Wit’ Kelly the Sailor Ma’am!
Let us remember that our anti-heroine, Bunz, is “bug-eyed-clenched-tush-skid-marks-in-her-scanties” frightened of even the sight of a “Sailor Chick”. so, with that in mind, I offer up this chorus to the song we’re currently enjoying:
She’s Kelley the sailor chick, (toot)
Your “junk” she’ll happily kick. (toot)
Bad guys she scares silly,
a fighter she’s a dilly.
She’s Kelley the sailor chick!
(segue into the hornpipe dance)
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And now, Bunz & Katz’ destination is revealed… Um Paris… sort of… What pray tell might they plan to do there and how might this link with their avowed goal to destroy all of Civilization and part of Mar a Lago? Perhaps they’re starting Armageddon with Paris? …well, seems as good a place as any…
Ah well… Bubba Bass may be a lousy singer, but at least he’s an efficient Auto/Navigator… “Paris” they asked for, and Paris they got… It ain’t Bubba’s business to ask, “Which one?”
Just out of curiosity, I Googled how many places are called Paris? The answer surprised me. 53 towns have the name Paris, 22 in the USA.
Guess it can’t hurt to mention that the June calendar is posted…
Jus’ click on the Sailor Bunny to take you there…
She eats her Spin–ach with honey…
She yam what she yam – Whop! Slam! G’night Ma’am…
Yes, she’s Kelly the Sailor Bunny!!
Any nasty palookas
What pinches her tukus
Is in for a awful scare,
She biffs ‘em an’ bops ‘em
An’ flips ‘em an’ flops ‘em,
An’ they goes in Intensive Care!
So’s if you feels a nasty whim,
Remember what she done to them!
Tho she looks like a Honey,
Steer clear o’ that Bunny
If you values yer life an’ limb!
“Like”!
She would gladly beat you to a pulp Tuesday for a tushy-pinch today.
Yer jist takin’ a chansk
When ya hurries romansk,
With this Bunny ya gots to go slow,
If ya gets in a ruckus
fer pinchin’ her tuckus,
Remember I tole ya so!
‘Cause she’s Kelly the Sailor Ma’am,
Fer mashers she don’t give a damn,
An’ it’s Slam! Bilff! Whop! POW!
“Argh!” “Halp!” “Momma!” “YOW!”
Wit’ Kelly the Sailor Ma’am!
Gotta get Quagmire to put a “like” button on here somewhere.
Nice work!
Let us remember that our anti-heroine, Bunz, is “bug-eyed-clenched-tush-skid-marks-in-her-scanties” frightened of even the sight of a “Sailor Chick”. so, with that in mind, I offer up this chorus to the song we’re currently enjoying:
She’s Kelley the sailor chick, (toot)
Your “junk” she’ll happily kick. (toot)
Bad guys she scares silly,
a fighter she’s a dilly.
She’s Kelley the sailor chick!
(segue into the hornpipe dance)