What the internet was lacking of: a Zappa karaoke deVICe!! Detected by Mr Lubacov (thanks!) via zone5300. Take Your Clothes Off and Sing!! :-)
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That was highly entertaining! Although my neighbours may not feel that way, as hearing someone wale “slime ‘n rot, rats ‘n snot, ‘n vomit on the floor” from the other side of your bedroom wall at midnight can be slightly intimidating ;-)
…but, have they seen you Taking Your Clothes Off while you sing? ;-)
Listen up Barry-buddy,
If don’t don’t stop playing that Zappa shit over&over&over&over&over (five over’s) and singing that crap at midnight; slime ‘n rot, rats ‘n snot, ‘n vomit ain’t the only disgusting thing that will be on your floor!! I ain’t intimidated – I am PISSED OFF!!!
Get this Barry-buddy – if this keeps up, you ain’t Easy meat, you is DEAD MEAT. Gnome sayin’?
Your neighbor,
The guy on the other side of Barry’s Wall
oh my…I knew this zappa karaoke thingy was gonna make destructions in the delicate equilibrium of the average/hardcore zappa-fan. I should have warn them before posting it…
Anyways, it’s good to meet new friends! Welcome to the House of Fun, TGOTOSOBW!
PS: You are not the one who pisses in the begonias, in the backyard next to Barry, aren’t you? (don’t worry, i won’t tell anyone if it’s you! :-)
Yo Yo Yo,
No, No, No – I ain’t the same as that other dude, but get this – I AM MORE PISSED OFF than the guy on the other side of Barry’s wall.
If you don’t cut the crap with the Zappa shit all the time I’m thinking about dropping trou and leaving a gift in the flower bed that you can see AND smell.
You want hot poop?? You can’t handle hot poop!!
Sincerely,
the one who pisses in the begonias, in the backyard next to Barry
Interesting neighbors you have there, Barry! Maybe you should moderate your volume.
Anyway, something bothers me about this karoke. How can you have karoke for two songs (Peaches en Regalia and Watermelon in Easter Hay) that are instrumentals. Maybe I should play air guitar to WIEH, eh? One imaginary guitar solo coming up!
By the way, I will not take my clothes off to play guitar, life is difficult enough as it is!
You are right about the instrumentals, Deb…
I wonder what would be your neighbours opinion about your guitar solos! Maybe we have a blossoming guitar player here! :-)
Seriously, nice midis, though. Wish they had Outside Now. I always wail out on that. OOOH, here comes WIEH again, “Wheedly wheedly wheeeeee!”
The neighbors are already fed up with me for playing Make a Jazz Noise Here very loud in the morning on Sat while I cook. That and the fact that we don’t mow our lawn enough for them!
Dang tootin, ye damn hippies! We know yer havin orgies and druggin yerselves at all sorts of ungodly hours of the day and night while ye listen to your gosh darn jungle music! It’s right disgusting and has our sister Earlene in a right froth!!! MOW YOUR LAWN AND RAKE UP THE DANG LEAVES!!!
Earl, Merle, Earlene and the Squirrels