Ok.
Here is a new brand seed song, and I'd like you all to sing along. It was personally sanctioned by old fart barker himself. (After a bit of coercion if you know what I mean.)
Remember, the old Libbies Canned Vegetable commercial tune? It's that tune!
If it says, Libbies, Libbies, Libbies on the label, label, label.
You will like it, like it, like it on the table, table, table.
If it's Libbies, Libbies, Libbies on the label, label, label.
Here is the brand new, newly released version for all us program survivors.
Are ya ready. (Arms up and flailin'.)
Is that libby, libby, libby.
Under the table, table, table.
Suckin' her adopted father's stump.
How disgraceful, scraceful, scraceful.
Yes, Its libby, libby, libby under the table, table, table.
Now here's the non-censored version
I saw libby, libby, libby.
Under the table, table, table.
With her tongue all the way shoved up
barker's hemoroided bloody a-hole
Oh, libby, libby, libby you are disgraceful, scraceful, scraceful.
And my all time personal favorite remix.
I tied libby, libby, libby.
Bent over on a table, table, table.
And stuck a crowbar so far up her ass
It left her permanently disabled.
And I would not take it out until she ate the fucking table.
When I sang that to libby. She replied.
"But we're saving kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiddddddddddddddds!!!"
I said.
Debby Del Bueno.