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WATCH BLOOPERS & MORE:
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DOWNLOAD THE SONG: http://bit.ly/ParentsSUCKsong
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WATCH BLOOPERS & MORE:
http://bit.ly/ParentsSUCKxtras
DOWNLOAD THE SONG: http://bit.ly/ParentsSUCKsong
DOWNLOAD UNCENSORED SONG: http://bit.ly/ParentsSUCKx
GET THE SHIRT:
http://bit.ly/COOKIESforBREAKFAST
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==LYRICS==
The greatest thing ever just happened to me
(You see!) Take that, Mom, you can't tell me how to be
I'm livin' on my own and I've got no rules
Yeah, I rule my own house and I'll tell you what I'll do (ha!)
First, I'll grab some milk; drink straight from the jug
Then grab a sandwich, eat it butt-naked on the rug
All these whack fruit snacks with only five in a pack...
"Only eat one, young man" F**K THAT! I'll snack 'til I yack !
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No more parents! No more rules! Yeah, nice try, Mom, but I ain't no fool
No more bath time! No more hugs! And if I feel like it, I will crap on the rug.
No more mommy! No more dad! Livin' on my own; most fun I've ever had
I'm eatin' cookies for breakfast 'cause I don't give a f**k
Shoot your squirties in the air and scream PARENTS SUCK!
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My parents ain't around to tell me what I can't say, so I yell "f**k" "s**t" and "darn" every day.
My parents ain't around to tell me what to do, so I leave the door open while I take a big poo
My parents ain't around to make me mow the lawn, instead I'll watch dirty vids with the volume on
My parents ain't around to say I can't watch certain flicks. They didn't let me watch Bambi, what a bunch of dicks!
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No more parents! No more rules! Yeah, nice try, Mom, but I ain't no fool
No more bath time! No more hugs! And if we feel like it, we will crap on the rug.
No more mommy! No more dad! Finally I can wear my skanky top that I had
I'm eatin' shards of glass 'cause I don't give a f**k!
Shoot your squirties in the air and scream PARENTS SUCK!
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No one to make me clean my room each day of the week
No one to read me bedtime stories and kiss me on my cheek
No one to zip my jacket when it's cold outside
No one to tell me to take my insulin when I'm 'bout die
No one to do my laundry when it stinks up the house
No one to cuddle at night when I'm scared of a mouse
No one to tell me to not take candy from strangers
No one to tell me not to show my peepee to strangers
Anthony: Hey mom...
Mom: Hi son!
Anthony: ...do you think I can move back in?
Mom: F**K NO!
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We gathered all our amazing friends to create this one! Check them out below and give them some love!
==CREDITS==
Producer: Ryan Todd (http://youtube.com/electrongunvidz https://www.facebook.com/ElectronGun)
Director of Photography: John Alexander Jimenez
Editor & FX: Anthony Padilla & Michael Barryte (http://youtube.com/belatedmedia)
Post Production Supervisor: Ryan Finnerty
==SONG CREDITS==
-Beat by: Taylor Lipari (http://youtube.com/taylorlipari)
-Lyrics: Anthony Padilla & Ian Hecox
-Final Mix & Vocal Recording: Peter DeLeon
-Hook Melody: Ryan Finnerty
-Vocals Recorded at: Track Shack Studios
==CAST==
-Billy & Mom: Ian Hecox
-Anthony: Anthony Padilla
-Stranger: Miles Miniaci
==ADDITIONAL CREW==
-Make-up & Costume Design: Paula Barkley
-Colorist: Mike Burton
-Media Manager: Scott Miller
-Art Director: Patrick Egan
-Assistant Director: Ethan Ireland
-Gaffer: Kerry Sweeney
-Grips: Jon Hooker & Brian Rife
-Casting Director: Julliane Gabert
-Production Assistant: Frank Cosgriff
-Assistant Camera: Elyjah Wilbur
-Audio Playback: Palmer Taylor
-House location provided by: Kenny Russell (https://www.facebook.com/pages/Big-Brother-Comics/150305772504)
-Grip & Electric provided by: GRIP SERVICES
-Shot on the RED EPIC
==PARTY SCENE EXTRAS==
Breanna Baker
Dwight Taylor
Kaleb Knieriem
Vivian Yeung
Jacqueline Guillory
Christa Quinn
Ellectra Hartman
Leslie Andrews
Courtney Leonard-Maye
Brittany Sims
Buddy Rahming
David Schiffelbein
Amanda Schiffelbien
Holy crap, you made it to the end! Here's a cookie (for breakfast).
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A one time performance during the 5th Annual Dead Poets Slam at Sarah Lawrence College on Thursday, November 9, 2006 at 8:00 pm in the Reisinger Co...
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A one time performance during the 5th Annual Dead Poets Slam at Sarah Lawrence College on Thursday, November 9, 2006 at 8:00 pm in the Reisinger Concert Hall.
From the SLC Event Calendar:
Students will embody and present the work of dead poets in a lively, theatrical context. Performers include: Jade Foster, Jorge Monterrosa, Meg Plunkett, Sonnet Graham, Natalie Park, Shannon Houston, Davin Searls, Hadley Franklin, Molly Jo Gorevan, Emmalea Russo, Lindsey Bontempo, Gary Ploski, John Powell, David Clark, Arielle Narva, Judith Chiriqui, Josh Schneider, Melissa Bayer, Jennifer Hanks, Jake Schneider, and several faculty guests. Poems to be performed include work by Anne Sexton, John Donne, June Jordan, Yehuda Amichai, Marina Tsvetaeva, Miguel Pinero, John Berryman, Frank O'Hara, William Carlos Williams, and others. Organized by Jeffrey McDaniel and Sonnet Graham.
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Porphyria's Lover
By Robert Browning
The rain set early in tonight,
The sullen wind was soon awake,
It tore the elm-tops down for spite,
and did its worst to vex the lake:
I listened with heart fit to break.
When glided in Porphyria; straight
She shut the cold out and the storm,
And kneeled and made the cheerless grate
Blaze up, and all the cottage warm;
Which done, she rose, and from her form
Withdrew the dripping cloak and shawl,
And laid her soiled gloves by, untied
Her hat and let the damp hair fall,
And, last, she sat down by my side
And called me. When no voice replied,
She put my arm about her waist,
And made her smooth white shoulder bare,
And all her yellow hair displaced,
And, stooping, made my cheek lie there,
And spread, o'er all, her yellow hair,
Murmuring how she loved me--she
Too weak, for all her heart's endeavor,
To set its struggling passion free
From pride, and vainer ties dissever,
And give herself to me forever.
But passion sometimes would prevail,
Nor could tonight's gay feast restrain
A sudden thought of one so pale
For love of her, and all in vain:
So, she was come through wind and rain.
Be sure I looked up at her eyes
Happy and proud; at last I knew
Porphyria worshiped me: surprise
Made my heart swell, and still it grew
While I debated what to do.
That moment she was mine, mine, fair,
Perfectly pure and good: I found
A thing to do, and all her hair
In one long yellow string I wound
Three times her little throat around,
And strangled her. No pain felt she;
I am quite sure she felt no pain.
As a shut bud that holds a bee,
I warily oped her lids: again
Laughed the blue eyes without a stain.
And I untightened next the tress
About her neck; her cheek once more
Blushed bright beneath my burning kiss:
I propped her head up as before
Only, this time my shoulder bore
Her head, which droops upon it still:
The smiling rosy little head,
So glad it has its utmost will,
That all it scorned at once is fled,
And I, its love, am gained instead!
Porphyria's love: she guessed not how
Her darling one wish would be heard.
And thus we sit together now,
And all night long we have not stirred,
And yet God has not said a word!
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