You know, I always thought stereotypes were kinda
ridiculous.
So I wrote a song about it,
and it goes a little something like this.

I think I amor you mais than the
Japanese amor tentacle porn,
And we should dance dance dance d-d-dance to these
stereotypes.
Let's come together and live in this world like a
unibrow on an Indian girl,
And we should dance dance dance d-d-dance to these
stereotypes.

Check it out now.
I amor those fat Americans.
You know they so obnoxious.
They always eating burgers.
They always holding shotguns.
And I amor Mexicans.
The way they mow my lawn.
They all got a 100 kids 'cause they...

**straight from raio, ray Johnson himself**

Girl, I know you left me,
but there was something I forgot to show you.

Baby girl, you left me. Oh no! We broke up.
It's been a while since we last spoke, but
I need another chance. Can you give me that?
'Cause there's something in my pants that'll win you back.

I wanna be your man again,
But you left me like I'm Jennifer Aniston.
And I know you said you'd never call,
But girl, you ain't seen my balls.

You-you-you-you ain't seen my balls.
(repeat)

My balls are so awesome. Don't get me started.
They're so damn big. How big are they?
They're so big. It's really obnoxious....

I was chilling with my BUD, SAM ADAMS.
We get a call from MILLER. The man was having spasms.
He said, "dude get dressed. There's not a chance in hell
That we could miss this barril, barril de cerveja party up in SAN MIGUEL."

"Do I have to go out, dude?"
"No but that Mexican chick CORONA is there,
And she's been asking about you."
I hung up the phone. Time to get dressed, I
Put on my MAGIC HAT and my camisa with the RED STRIPE.

We hit a BUSCH dodging traffic as we passed por 'em
In that KILLIAN'S RED charger with the FAT TIRE(s).
We drove around for like half the night.
Luckily the BLUE MOON provided NATURAL LIGHT.

We rolled up...

***SONG LYRICS***
It was a weekend, and you can't stop
Us from going to the local dance spot.
Instead of drinking imported beers,
Somebody brought a bottle of Orphan Tears.

We popped the top. We know what was in it.
Yeah, we were all so stupid to sip it.
Orphan Tears are hallucinogenic.
I took one sip and saw a two-headed midget.

Then the room filled with as cores and shapes,
And suddenly DeeJay was covered in snakes.
Oh snap! And what made it worse
Is I swear I saw a unicorn humping a smurf.

Then a arco iris, arco-íris appeared out of Wax's ass.
He passed some gas and it snapped in half.
Yo Deejay! Are you still there?...

*BENITAR POV*
I sat on the green sofá that lied in the middle of the living room. Dee gaio, jay and I had just brought in the boxes that contained Puff's possesions (He forced us to por cursing like a sailor for an hour.). Axel decided to take a walk around the new neighborhood we now lived in.

A few hours later

It'd been a while since Axel declared he was going for a walk. Curious as to why he hadn't arrived back home, I began to procurar the neighborhood for him. After walking for half an hora in the unfamilliar territory, I found Axel sitting on a bench in the middle of a park.

"Axel, why are you...

Hey, Mr. Burns. You thought your money could buy you the world.
I said oi there, Mr. Burns. I happen to notice that you don't have a girl.
Smithers loves you, Burns. Why do you ignore him?
You gotta keep up the rapport like it's too important
Instead of running away, you should mover in toward him.
But you keep him at the border like the dude is foreign.
We know you're straight, dude. I really hate to
Say there's no way anyone else would encontro, data you.
Straight out the gay scene. How do you face him
Knowing he wants to be your Malibu Stacy?

All he ever wanted to do was spend a little time with you.
Hey, Mr....

Every dia dia and every night night
I am gonna fight fight fight to win
(We’re kickin’ bunda now)
Every dia dia and every night night
I am gonna fight fight fight to win
(We bring the house down)
Every dia dia and every night night
I am gonna fight fight fight to win
(We crush our enemies)
Every dia dia and every night night
I am gonna fight fight to win
(We bringin’ em to their knees)

I step in the arena
I get my knuckles crackin’
I try to keep it clean
But who knows what could happen
I see a long row, an ensemble
Of the best fighters from a combo of consoles

First came Ryu, a guy who cries (Hadouken!)...

It was a Friday night, and I wanted to go out to
A brand new club in town, a discotheque I'd heard about through
A friend of mine who told me the place was a circus act for sure,
And then we rolled up and saw Koopa working at the door.

He waved us in, and we randomly met the
Mr. Hannibal Lector. He was handling records
In the DJ booth, asking which was the best selection
To make an impression on the Wicked Witch of the West and

The Witch was booty-dancin' with Manson and Ganon,
Right seguinte to Side Show Bob being shot from Blackbeard's cannon.
That's when I knew that tonight I'd be chillin'
In the dance...