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SONG CHALLENGE WINNER!
The Song Challenge: Is That A Baby Budgie
In Your Pants, Or Are You Just Glad To See Me? -- RIO DE JANEIRO,
Brazil (Reuters) -- With parrots and snakes in his luggage and bird eggs tucked into his underwear, an
Austrian tourist has been arrested and charged for animal trafficking, Brazilian police said on Wednesday.
"He put (the eggs) near his testicles so they would be at nest temperature," a police
spokesman said. Police discovered 21 parrots, four parakeets and two snakes hidden in
two large suitcases carried by Austrian botanist Johann Zillinger. hey also found Zillinger
had rolled five parakeet eggs into a sock and nestled them in his underwear. "Since some
of the parakeets that he had with him were newborns, we assume that some of the eggs had
already hatched." Tipped off by an anonymous call, Rio de Janeiro police arrested the
Austrian on Monday in front of his Copacabana beach hotel, as he climbed into a taxi on his way to
catch a flight to Europe. According to police, Zillinger bought the animals in the
Amazon port city of Belen and planned to take them to Austria to sell them in Europe.
A Fine Feathered Fetish by Dharmabum
(Sung to Arlo's "Comin into LA")
Comin into Rio with a zoo in my pants
Nothin could be feelin much finer
Parrots flyin everywhere around the place
I don't think they'll let me on the airliner.
(Chorus)
It's a fetish of the finest degree
Snakes and birdies do it for me
Don't check my ass if you please
Mister customs man
NO...OH....OH...
Some guys like to dress up in lingere
Some guys like their bondage and leather
I'm a guy that likes the sound of natures call
Just a sucker for the fin, fur and feather.
(Chorus)
I like animal husbandry
I do it in the aviary
Don't check my ass if you please
Mister customs man
NO...OH...OH.....
The judge says I'm a sicko,doctors say that I'm nuts
My wife thinks I'm a sick masturbater
But nothing beats the thrill of hatching eggs in my pants
When my testicles become incubators.
(Chorus)
I like to smear my body with grease
And jump into a gaggle of geese
Don't check my ass if you please
Mister customs man
NO....OH....OH....
Now I'm stuck in prison in a 9x5 cell
My mental state is tortured and harried
But there's a little birdie that's been hangin around
And next week we're both gonna get married.
(Chorus)
It's a fetish of the finest degree
Fur and feathers do it for me
There's a party inside my BVD's
Mister customs man
YEA....YEA....YEA!