Casting: In order of appearance
Stan: Daan Mor (Sorry Daan, name rhymes and KSS is in a snow-covered pass IIRC)
Passerby: Cheapsuit (why not, I like him, killing people's a bit rude, works for me! *G*)
Sharon (Stan's Mom): Mjolniraa (A venerable name in KSS who I miss on the boards, and I couldn't make Py someone's MOTHER *G*)
Ms. McCormick (Kenny's Mom): Freja (Headed NEW when I was in, so she's my Momma! Thx Freja, never forgot.)
Kenny: Lindi (Might as well kill myself, I'm good at dying!)
Kyle: Mo'gluk
Ike (Kyle's baby brother): Grotling
Sheila (Kyle's Mom): Herself (Cause I ain't calling no one a Big, Fat, B*tch unless they ask nicely)
Cartman: D Waka for the foul-mouth and the attitude.
Lianne (Cartman's Mom): Ibichi (Most courted woman on the boards. *sticks his tongue out at her*)
Reporter: Masuo Kenji (Cause for some reason he's in my head as the current reporter and I like him.)
Terrence & Philip: Mr. T (cause for scatological humor I turn to him first!)
Clerk: Grot (Resident Old Fart at storynight)
So without further ado, the song. (Sung to the original from the movie which you heathens can go see if you haven't yet cause you ain't getting me to sing and that's final!)
[Daan Mor:] Theres a bunch of birds in the sky,
And an orc just went running by,
Ohhh, the snows pure and white on the earth rich
and brown, Just another sunday morning
in my quiet mountain town.
*Vampire raid passes through*
The blood is shining and the grass is red,
Under the 3 foot piles of dead,
This is a day when its hard to wear a frooowwwwn,
All, the happy people stop to say hello!
[Cheapsuit:] Get out of my way!,
[Daan:] Even though the temperature's low,
Its a perfect Sunday morning in my quiet little mountain town,
[Mjolniraa:] Well good morning Daan!
[Daan:] Mom, can I have eight gold to see Story Night?
[Mjolniraa:] Story Night? But I thought you were going ice skating...
[Daan:] But this is going to be the best show ever!
It's foreign stories from IanTown
[Mjolniraa:] All right, all right here you go,
but be back for supper!
[Daan:] Thanks Mom!
[Mjolniraa:] Oh my boy will never go wrong, Just like Mithras,
he's bold and strong, He'd a wear a smile
while he wore a thorny croooooowwwn,
What an angel with a heart so sweet and sure,
And a mind so open and pure,
Thank god we live in this quiet redneck mountain town!
[Daan:] Hi, is your son home?
[Freja in her best white-trash southern accent:] I think so... HEY!!!
Lindi,
wake up... Lindi
dammit come on Lindi (Lindi: Mmm Mumphfing!)
[Daan:] Lindi Mr. T is at Story Night in CWS,
you wanna come?
[Lindi:] Mmmfmmfmfmmfmmmf!
[Freja:] Where the hell do you think you're going?
[Lindi:] Mmm *mumbles* Mmffmmmfff. Mr. Mmff.
[Freja:] You can't, you have to go to church!
[Lindi:] *mumbles*, M mmph mmm mmphfff!
[Freja:] Well fine go ahead and miss church;
and then when you die and go to Hell you can answer to Castor!
[Lindi:] OK!
[Daan:] You can see your breath hanging in the air,
You see homeless people, but you just don't care,
It's a sea of smiles in which we'd be glad to drown,
[Lindi:] (something),
[Daan:] That's right, its sunday morning in our
quiet little white-bread redneck murderous shard!
[Mo'gluk:] Okee, Grotling ledz dri dis one more dime
[Grotling:] (something)
[Mo'gluk:] Kig da Grotling!
[Grotling:] Don kig da grotling
[Mo'gluk:] Kig da Grotling! *kicks*
[Daan:] Mo'gluk, we're going to see Mr. T's show at Story Night!
[Mo'gluk:] Oh meeb guud duud!
[Sheila Broslovski:] Mo'gluk, what's going on?
[Mo'gluk:] Nuddin, weeb goin skading now
[Sheila Broslovski:] Oh, well take your little brother out with you
[Mo'gluk:] Aww ma, he nub eben reel bruddur, he adopded
[Sheila Broslovski:] Do as I say Mo'gluk!
[Mo'gluk:] Okee, okee meeb sorri
[Sheila Broslovski:] Look at those frail and fragile boyz,
It really gets me down, The shard is such a rotten place,
And city life's a complete disgrace,
Thats why I moved to this redneck meshugannah
quiet orcy town.
[D Waka:] Muh-aaahm, somebody's at the dooooor:
Mom, somebody's at the door, I said!
[Ibichi:] Coming hon...
[D Waka:] Ahh, I can't hear UORadio
[Masuo on the radio:] It's been six weeks
since WyRm was killed by a pack
of wild boars and the world is still glad to be rid of him.
[Ibichi:] Oh Look D, it's your little friends
[Grotling:] D-man!
[D Waka:] What are you guys doing here?
OH SWEET DUDE, YES! YES!!!
[Four boys:]
Off to see Mr. T we shall go,
Where we learn everything that we know,
Because his jokes teach us what our parents don't have time to say!!! And this night's gonna make our lives complete
Because Mr. T is sweeeeet (Mo'gluk: Zuber zweet)
Thank God we live in a quiet little red-neck po-dunk white-trash (Lindi says something) U. O. GAAAAAAME!
[Daan:] Can I have 5 tickets to Mr. T Asses of Fire please?
[Grot:] NO!
