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radio: HACKIN WHACKIN, CHOPPIN DAT MEAT
Me: happy :D *turns on pc and plays fallout*
Chops from sunrise to sunset
I don’t see how he stays alive
Meat’s gonna be the death of ole Pete yet
The police put Pete in jail
Yes, he finally met his fate
But when they came to pay his bail
They found him choppin’ on his cell mate
That Butcher Pete is a crazy man
Tries to chop down the wind and the rain
Just hacks on anything he can get
Say, turn this record over, you ain’t heard nothing yet
About a guy named Butcher Pete
Oh, Pete just flew into this town
And he’s choppin’ up all the women’s meat
He keeps hackin’ and whackin’ and smackin’
He keeps hackin’ and whackin’ and smackin’
He keeps hackin’ and whackin’ and smackin’
He just hacks, whacks, choppin’ that meatButcher Pete’s got a long sharp knife
He starts choppin’ and don’t know when to stop
All you fellas gotta watch your wives
‘Cause Pete don’t care whose meat he chops
Ever since Pete flew into town
He’s been havin’ a ball
Just cuttin’ and choppin’ for miles around
I was hoping a Elsa one.
I can't even make out what this even fucking is, let alone why you decided to make it.