Spongebath Bob
(To the tune of SpongeBob )
Are you ready hashers?!? [AYE AYE, CAPTAIN!]
I can’t HEAR you! [AYE AYE, CAPTAIN!]
OOOOOOOH, who lays chalk and flour to get to the beer? [HASH HOUSE HARRIERS]
Exposing their Weiners and Titties with cheer! [HASH HOUSE HARRIERS]
If drunken debauchery be something ye wish [HASH HOUSE HARRIERS]
then grab a beer and hoist it like this! [HASH HOUSE HARRIERS]
Ready? Down down down down. Down down down down. Down down down down down doooown down doooooowwwwnnnnn!
Hashy Lifestyle
(To the tune of Gilligan’s Isle)
Just sit right back and you’ll live a tale,
A tale of a hashy trip,
That started from this obscure bar,
with lots of beer and shit.
lots of beer and shit…
The Hare was a half-mind wankering sot
The RA mean for sure,
The pack went on the trail that day,
In a long ass winding detour,
In a long ass winding detour.
The shiggy started getting rough,
That fucking hare got lost.
If not for the many beers that day
The pack would be quite cross.
The pack would be quite cross.
The pack finally made the on in that day
to an unmapped divey bar.
With more beer again,
Some strippers too.
And the RA-
Is still an ass.
But the drinks will flow,
With accusations and down downs when,
Living a hashy lifestyle.
You’re a Fucking Wanker
Fuck you,
You’re a fucking wanker
We’re gonna punch you right in the balls!
Fuck You
With a fucking Anchor
You’re all cunts so Fuck You All!
To My Middle Finger
A toast…
To my middle finger…
The one who stood-up
When none of the others would!
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Gibberish.
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Gibberish.