Finally, a disclaimer: this has a bunch of stereotypes in it. I did not write every line of this with my husband in mind. Just most of them. The rest were included for the sake of rhyming, flow, and general hilarity.
The Hax0r of the Internets
In sleep he "firefights" / in dreams he games
He codes his website / in search of online fame
And though he dies again / now he is fine
The Hax0r of the Internets is there / by co-op revived
Come once again with me / to breathe fresh air
I beg you leave that cave / but you don't care
And when I turn from you / and hold my nose
It's cuz you have not showered in days / or changed your clothes
Those who have seen your face / draw back in fear
The hairy mask you wear / is a week of beard
There's laundry and dishes / and bills to pay
But the Hax0r of the Internets is there / pwning melee
In all your fantasies / you always knew
That in a past life / Master Chief was you
And in this labyrinth / with Guilty Spark
The Hax0r of the Internets is there / gaming in the dark
Stop, my Haxor of Internets!
Stop, stop; stop for ME!
1 comments:
Haha, nice! Now all you need to do is record it somehow. :-)
Only problem now is that if I ever hear The Phantom of the Opera again, these lyrics will probably pop into my head instead of the correct ones... which is both bad and hilarious. Thanks for giggle!
Shantelle (^_^)
http://shantellevye.blogspot.com/
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