Yep! I've written another one!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!! I SHALL RULE ALL THE LAND WITH PARODIES MAKING FUN OF BIT!! MWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!
(Bit magically appears)
Bit: Hey, that's mean!!
Me: Bug off. Here's a cookie…
Bit: COOKIE!!
(Bit grabs the cookie, and runs away)
Me: Thank god…
Nikita: Lucky for me, I am unaffected by that trick!
(A pizza pie magically appears)
Nikita: PIZZA!!
(He runs off to eat his pizza…)
Me: Okay then… o_O;;…uh, anyway, on with the fic!
P.S: Obviously, I don't own zoids, or else I would be king of the world! Also, I have nothing against the gay community; I just had to use that word because it rhymes. IT'S THEIR CHOICE SO LAY OFF DAMMIT!!!! I HAVE NO OPINION ON THAT MATTER!!
Pretty Fly (For a Blonde Guy)
(Sung by Brad Hunter)
(Brad appears magically with an electric guitar slung over his shoulder, and Leena behind him with a drum set, and Naomi with a bass.)
Brad: Ah one! Ah two! Ah one two three-
Leena: SHUT UP AND SING ALREADY DUMBASS!!
Brad: *now shuddering in fear* Sheese, fine, whatever…
(BEGIN!!!)
Naomi: Give it to me, baby!
Brad: Uh, huh! Uh, huh!
Naomi: Give it to me, baby!
Brad: Uh, huh! Uh, huh!
Naomi: Give it to me, baby!
Brad: Uh, huh! Uh, huh!
Leena: And all the girlies say, he's pretty fly for a blonde guy…
(Brad starts the guitar riff)
Brad: Uno dos, tres, quattro, cinco cinco, uh…
Brad: Ya know he's kinda pissed off,
Tryin' to find a life today!
This subject sure ain't cool,
But Bit thinks it anyway!
He don't have a clue and,
He sure is lackin' style,
But for everything he lacks,
He has double of denial!!
All: So please refrain,
Ya "playa straight!"
Brad: I think he really doesn't get it anyway!
All: He's gonna try an' blow up the field!
Try to keep it real!
For you no way! For you no way!
Brad: I think really think,
He's tryin' to compensate!
Naomi: For somethin' goin' on,
Inside of his prostate!!
Brad: The world hates wannabes—a!
All: Hey! Hey! Kill that stupid thing!
Leena: Give it to me, baby!
Brad: *slightly disturbed tone* Uh, huh! Uh, huh!
Leena: Give it to me, baby!
Brad: Uh, huh! Uh, huh!
Leena: Give it to me, baby!
Brad: Uh, huh! Uh, huh!
And all the girlies say, he's pretty fly,
Naomi and Leena: …For a blonde guy…
Brad: He thinks he's really cool,
But, his treads, they just ain't nice!
So one day, I told him,
"Bit, your clothes! They really bite!!"
Now crusin' in the Liger,
He found some mercenaries as he passed,
Since his run-in with those bastards,
He has a boot shoved up his ass!!
All: So please refrain,
Ya "playa straight!"
Brad: I think he really doesn't get it anyway!
All: He's gonna try an' blow up the field!
Try to keep it real!
For you no way! For you no way!
Brad: I think really think,
He's tryin' to compensate!
Naomi: For somethin' goin' on,
Inside of his prostate!!
Brad: The world hates wannabes—a!
All: Hey! Hey! Kill that stupid thing!
(Guitars now calming down a bit.)
Brad: Now's he getting' some new armor,
He's getting' himself some,
He asked for one in green,
But they gave him the only pink one!
I said he's tryin' to hard,
And he's way far off from hip!
But in his pea-brained mind,
He's the! He's the coolest dick!
(Guitars pick up again)
Naomi: Give it to me, baby!
Brad: Uh, huh! Uh, huh!
Naomi: Give it to me, baby!
Brad: Uh, huh! Uh, huh!
Naomi: Give it to me, baby!
Brad: Uh, huh! Uh, huh!
(Brad starts the guitar riff)
Brad: Uno dos, tres, quattro, cinco cinco, uh…
All: So please refrain,
Ya "playa straight!"
Brad: I think he really doesn't get it anyway!
All: He's gonna try an' blow up the field!
Try to keep it real!
For you no way! For you no way!
Brad: I think really think,
He's tryin' to compensate!
Naomi: For somethin' goin' on,
Inside of his prostate!!
Brad: The world hates wannabes—a! The world hates wannabes--a!
LET'S KILL ALL THE WANNABE'S--A!!!
All: Hey! Hey! Kill that stupid thing!
That's all from my demented mind! Until next time, this is The Black Blade Liger X(King of France), saying, "REVIEW DAMMIT!!!"