- Silentone2
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Master Chief w/o his Helmet!
Stosh <3's me vicariously... at least someone does...
PROLOGUE: THE BALLAD OF Shishkabob
I tell the tale of Shishkabob
His skin was pale and his eye was odd.
He smashed the faces of simple men
Who never thereafter were heard of again.
He trod a path that few have trod,
Did Shishka, did Shishkabob, The Demon Mod of Bungie.net
He soon became world-renown
By fanbois and forum clowns..
And what if none of their souls were slashed
They went to their
Maker impeccably smashed, by Shishka,
By Shishkabob, The Demon mod of bungie.net
Swing your hammer wide, Shishka,
Hold it to the skies!
Freely flows the blood of those who spammarize.
His needs were few, He had wierd hair:
cause he n'er gave it care,
A mug of nubs and a leather strop,
An hammer, a ban, a dish full of slop.
For neatness, he deserves a cod.
Does Shishka, does Shishkabob, The Demon Mod of Bungie.net
In conspicuous Shishka was,
Quick and quite and clean 'e was.
Back of his smile, under his word,
Shishka heard music that nobody heard.
Shishka pondered and Shishka planned,
Like a perfect machine 'e planned
Shishka was smooth, Shishka was subtle,
Shishka would blink and rats would scuttle.
Shishka! Shishka! Shishka! Shishka!
Shishka!
(Shishka singing now)
I tell the tale of Shishkabob.
He was a fat and hungry God.
To seek revenge may lead to Hell,
but ev'ryone does it, and seldom as well as Shishka,
As Shishka, as shishkabob, The Demon mod of Bungie.net