Post by Admin on Jul 3, 2015 8:26:14 GMT
I imagined bung bung female for some reason, so...
www.youtube.com/watch?v=sQVieEO6GuU
A long, long time ago
I can still remember how that postin' used to
ruin threads
And I knew that if I had my chance
I could make those posts disappear
And maybe AE'd be happy for a while
Did you write the book of trollin'
And do you have faith in mods above
If the T&C tells you so
Now do you believe in spammin'
And can trollin' save your mortal soul
And can you teach me how to bung real slow
Well, I know that you're in bung in that thread
'Cos I saw you trollin' on AE
You both kicked off your spammin'
Man, I don't dig those bungs and load times
I was an anonymous poster postin' bunk
Without an avatar or a signature
But I knew that I was out of luck
The day the bung died
I started singing
Bye, bye, Miss Bung Bung
Drove my browser to the forum
But the postin' was dry
And good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singing this'll be the day the posts die
This'll be the posts die
I met a girl who posted the blues
And I asked her for some happy news
But she just smiled and turned away
I went down to the old forum
Where I'd seen the posting years before
But the posters there said bung ruined it all
Well now, in the streets the children screamed
The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed
But not a word was spoken
Tho Internet lines all were broken
And the three men I admire the most
AC #1, AC #2 and the posting ghost
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the forum died
We started singin'
Bye, bye, Miss Bung Bung
Drove my browser to the forum
But the postin' was dry
And good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singing this'll be the day the posts die
This'll be the posts die
Bye, bye, Miss Bung Bung
Drove my browser to the forum
But the postin' was dry
And good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singing this'll be the day the posts die
This'll be the posts die
We started trollin'
We started trollin'
We started trollin'
We started trollin'
www.youtube.com/watch?v=sQVieEO6GuU
A long, long time ago
I can still remember how that postin' used to
ruin threads
And I knew that if I had my chance
I could make those posts disappear
And maybe AE'd be happy for a while
Did you write the book of trollin'
And do you have faith in mods above
If the T&C tells you so
Now do you believe in spammin'
And can trollin' save your mortal soul
And can you teach me how to bung real slow
Well, I know that you're in bung in that thread
'Cos I saw you trollin' on AE
You both kicked off your spammin'
Man, I don't dig those bungs and load times
I was an anonymous poster postin' bunk
Without an avatar or a signature
But I knew that I was out of luck
The day the bung died
I started singing
Bye, bye, Miss Bung Bung
Drove my browser to the forum
But the postin' was dry
And good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singing this'll be the day the posts die
This'll be the posts die
I met a girl who posted the blues
And I asked her for some happy news
But she just smiled and turned away
I went down to the old forum
Where I'd seen the posting years before
But the posters there said bung ruined it all
Well now, in the streets the children screamed
The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed
But not a word was spoken
Tho Internet lines all were broken
And the three men I admire the most
AC #1, AC #2 and the posting ghost
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the forum died
We started singin'
Bye, bye, Miss Bung Bung
Drove my browser to the forum
But the postin' was dry
And good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singing this'll be the day the posts die
This'll be the posts die
Bye, bye, Miss Bung Bung
Drove my browser to the forum
But the postin' was dry
And good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singing this'll be the day the posts die
This'll be the posts die
We started trollin'
We started trollin'
We started trollin'
We started trollin'