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| Oh Brother (Rourke, Where Art Thou | Started by: Fu-ManjuRourke on Dec 16, '08 12:00 |
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'Twas the night before the war, when all through the city Not a mafioso was was stirring, alas what a pity; Back in the city of sin the guns were loaded and locked Away to New York the killer hoards flocked. All the Rourkes nestled all snug in their beds, drunk and happy and oh yes, so well fed. Whilst the goast of Waffles hovered on top Complaining about the taste of ectoplasmic glop. When out of the cars, the evil men came Hoping to claim this night as their fame. Fu-Manju raised the alarm with great fear "Wake up brothers, the end is near!" The sound of guns firing rung out in the fight The smell of cordite ignited set fire to the night and when bullets that burned ceased to sail On the ground lay Rourkes - As dead as a nail. Elder Brother Thomas, the troops he gathered A mighty blow was stuck back right where it mattered and when he returned home, with endless sadness he came And he cried and wailed, and shouted, and called them by name; Oh QuagmireRourke. come OneTwoRourke Last but not least NaddaRourke Our beloved brothers are lost and gone for good To save them, alas none of us could. Alas the brave ones are gone, Brothers from another mother and father What a pain, oh what a holy crap bother.... But if you listened carefully to the wind... it seemed to smile and slowly grin. THE ROURKES ALWAYS BOUNCE BACK WITH GREAT VIGOR AND BOING! (it does not rhyme, but thats b/c Brother Fu-Manju remembered it was early lunch time at the senior center) |
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| Don't worry fair Fu - I am still here. I shall valiantly lead the Rourkes through good times and bad. | |
| Reply by: RourkeyRourke at Dec 16, '08 12:05 | |
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A truly rousing verse brother Fu My illegitamate father Quagmire would be proud! |
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| Reply by: GayPerryRourke at Dec 16, '08 12:55 | |
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Thomas approaches Fu and places a hand on his shoulder. Troubling times, Fu. When a Rourke can no longer visit his favorite bathhouse without being killed mercilessly. Poor Quagmire, all he wanted was a nice steam with happy ending, and now here we are burying him. Oh OneTwo, with his light complexion, but fairly weaselly features, we may miss you most of all. You both served valiantly as Rourkes, and were killed in most treacherous ways. I will mourn you both. |
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| Reply by: ThomasRourke at Dec 17, '08 06:01 | |
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I have a question. In your... 'epic poem' you mentioned all the Rourkes were "nestled all snug in their beds". Are you officially going on the record to say that all fifteen male Rourkes live together? And on top of that they all sleep in the same bedroom? And, to satiate my curiousity, just how many beds were there? Were you all sharing? |
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| Reply by: Marietta at Dec 17, '08 16:08 | |
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