No, you ain't gonna take it, unless it's from a dorm room teacher. Ladies and gentlemen, for your listening pleasure, blink. No, you ain't gonna take it, unless it's from a dorm room teacher. It happened to me one day, as the sun rose out of his house. So did this little old guy, as he whistled out of his mouth. And happily and gay, well I guess he's back to that. He found this special girl, that put him in a special trance. He fell in love so quickly, what the hell was he to expect? But the girl under his arm wasn't the same, As any other girl, that he had thought that he once met. I guess, you can only blame fate. Things started getting weird as they started to kiss. She often felt a fear, remember how her father took care of her. I guess, you can only blame fate, since the sun doesn't move with her all the time. God made some big adjustment, he finished with a great big fart. And she knew at that one moment, that song was something she heard before. So she asked her to do that again. Then out the door in a hurry, she was gonna find out for sure. So she analyzed her earring. And she... She said when I was a little girl, my dad left my mom. He used to always fart and sing this special song. Now I wasn't quite so sure, until your pants did fall. Cause now I know, that you're my dad because you used Benoit Balls. I said, oh woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah. Benoit Balls, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah. Benoit Balls. Benoit Balls.