Before anything, watch this:
On a side note, sound is a must when watching this, as the inherent comedy of it is impossible to grasp without hearing the song.
I'm pretty sure I'm missing something here, though I'm not sure what.
My brother is playing Final Fantasy VIII, a game he loathes.
I'm thinking of grabbing a copy of Guild Wars, despite my bitter hatred for multiplayer gaming.
I've decided to do something I know I should not do and attempt to create a modern version of Le Fanu's Carmilla, with a healthy mix of Stoker's Dracula thrown into the mix.
Something here feels very, very wrong.
But I don't know what.
I'll have to get back to you on that. Too bored to think straight.
Oh, and my apologies to Barry Manilow for this gory little parody of "Copacabana":
Her name was Lola, she was a psycho
With red bloodstains in her hair and a knife from god-knows-where
She would turn crazy and kill some people
She killed a puppy with a jar, and an old man with a car
She liked to party in the gore, before she killed some more
She was cute and she was crazy,
Who could ask for more?
At the Loca, Loca Cabana
The bloodiest part of Manila
At the Loca, Loca Cabana
Murder and torture were always the fashion
At the Loca....she killed a cop
(Loca Loca Cabana)
Her name was Suzie, she had a shotgun
She killed a little bunny pair, she saw Lola choppin' there
And when she finished, she called her lover
But Suzie went a bit too far, fingers flew across the bar
And then the chainsaws flew and guys were chopped in two
There was blood and a single knife wound
But just who stabbed who?
At the Loca, Loca Cabana
The bloodiest part of Manila
At the Loca, Loca Cabana
Murder and torture were always the fashion
At the Loca....she killed a dog
Her name is Lola, she's still a psycho
She was cured years ago, now she kills people on the go
They try to fix her, but not for Lola
Still with the knife from god-knows-where, faded bloodstains in her hair
She sits there so refined, and kills who she can find
She lost her youth and she lost her Suzie
But she has her knife!
At the Loca, Loca Cabana
The bloodiest part of Manila
At the Loca, Loca Cabana
Murder and torture were always the fashion
At the Loca....don't bring a knife
And though I had slain a thousand foes less one,
The thousandth knife found my liver;
The thousandth enemy said to me,
'Now you shall die,
Now none shall know.'
And the fool, looking down, believed this,
Not seeing, above his shoulders, the naked stars,
Each one remembering.
--John M. Ford, The Final Reflection
The thousandth knife found my liver;
The thousandth enemy said to me,
'Now you shall die,
Now none shall know.'
And the fool, looking down, believed this,
Not seeing, above his shoulders, the naked stars,
Each one remembering.
--John M. Ford, The Final Reflection
The Asylum Director
- VIIIofSwords
- "The only thing I was fit for was to be a writer, and this rested solely on my suspicion that I would never be fit for real work, and that writing didn't require any." - Russel Baker
Thursday, August 16, 2007
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nice rendition, harvey!
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