Fangoram : *In sound booth* SINGING!!!!
Zell : Ok Fangoram, you can start now.....
Sherry : You sure this is a good idea to let him sing?
Zell : Not really, but it's the B-side to Garino's single. No one listens to the B-side.
Bunji : B-Side? I thought they got rid of those when CDs became popular.
Zell : Now they're popular again. And no one listens to them still.
Bunji and Sherry : Ohhhhhh.
Fangoram : ME SING!!!!
Zell : Alright you gigantic retard, go for it.
Fangoram : OH HOLY NIGHT!!! THE STARS ARE GENTLY SHINNNINEEEEIIIINNNGGGG!!! IT IS THE NIGHT OF OUR DEAR SAVIOR'S BIRTTTTHHHHHH!!!
Zell : Stop! Oh God, my ears are bleeding!!! Well, it was better than that damn Jessica Simpson Christmas album, but
still.....you know what....here's 5 bucks, go buy yourself some Chicken Selects!
Fangoram : YAY!!! CHICKEN SELECTS!!!! *Takes the money and walks out through the wall, creating a giant Fangoram-sized
hole.
Bunji : I mean, there WAS a door right there.
Zell : Well, we need a song.....
Sherry : Sing an Austrialian Christmas song then. There has to be at least one.
Zell : Alright then. Bunji, I need your help. Do sound effects at the approiate moments.
Bunji : What are the--
Zell : You'll know.
Bunji : Fine.
Zell : And a one, and a two....
*Music starts*
Zell : Foster's the red-nosed rainbeer had a very shiny nose, and if you ever saw it, you would even say it glows....
Bunji : Like a neon beer sign!
Zell : All of the other rainbeers, used to laugh and call him names...
Bunji : Like retarded...
Zell : They wouldn't let poor Fosters play in any rainbeer games!
Bunji : Like Monolopy!
Zell : The one foggy Christmas Eve, Santa came to say.....Foster's with your alcohol so high, won't you get me wasted
tonight?
Bunji : Plastered!
Zell : Then all the rainbeers loved him, and they shouted out with glee...
Bunji : Yipeee.
Zell : Foster's the red-nosed rainbeer, you'll go down in HISTORY!!!!!
Bunji : Like George Washington!
Sherry : Or the WNBA!
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.......The song became the B-Side to Garino's Christmas classic, "OH SANTA!!! (MORE CUSHIN FOR THE PUSHIN)....and no
one listened to it except the people at Rolling Stone who thought it was cool.