You know that I am called the Bumper
Because I really love to bump
I could sit and bump all day
Sometimes I get carried away
I bump slowly, slowly, slowly getting faster
Once I've started bumping it's really hard to stop
Faster, faster. It is so exciting!
I could bump forever, bump until I drop
1! 2! 3! 4!
1-2-3-4, 1-2-3-4
I bump the spiders on the wall...
I bump the cobwebs in the hall...
I bump the candles on the shelf...
When I'm alone, I bump myself!
I bump slowly, slowly, slowly getting faster
Once I've started bumping it's really hard to stop
Faster, faster. It is so exciting!
I could bump forever, bump until I drop
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I was bumping down an old dirt road one day when I saw a girl with a nice bump walking along the edge, so I bumped on over to see if I could give her a bump. She asked "Where you bumping to?", and I replied "I'll bump anywhere you wanna bump". So she bumped in my car and I bumped her all the way to the city.
For those of you wanting to go on the Zombieland field trip, don't forget to bring a sack lunch, extra change of underwear, and a permission slip signed by your parents.
1. Bring A Towel.
A towel is about the most massively useful thing a person can have. Partly it has great practical value — you can wrap it around you for warmth as you run screaming through the cold darkness of night; you can lie on it when you've given up all hope of survival and are presenting yourself as a fine dish of zombie delicacy; you can sleep under it beneath the roof of a complex that will soon be torn to bits by zombie hands; use it to sail a mini raft across any body of water in a futile attempt to escape deathdom; wet it for use in hand‐to‐hand‐combat (like that's actually gonna do anything); wrap it round your head to hide from the zombies because if you can't see them, then they can't see you (snicker); you can wave your towel as a distress signal while others watch you get eaten; and of course dry yourself off if you've somehow managed to survive, since you've probably completely wet yourself by this time.
2. On No Account Allow An Enderman To Read Poetry At You.
They are one of the most unpleasant races in Zombieland -- not actually evil, but bad tempered, bureaucratic, officious and callous. They wouldn't even lift a finger to save their own grandmothers from the Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Overland (Fozzthulu) without orders signed in triplicate, sent in, sent back, queried, lost, found, subjected to public inquiry, lost again, and finally buried in soft peat and recycled as firelighters. Enderman poetry is the third worst in Zombieland, an example of which is: (Editor's Note: this example has been removed because four proofreaders died of internal hemorrhaging, and the president of the Useless Crap Written By Overly Pretentious Hippy Types Council only survived by gnawing each of his own ears off.)
3. Don't Panic.
It's the first helpful and intelligible thing I've said to you all day.
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Bump Bump
You make bump time lots of fun!
Bump Bump
Bumper Ducky I'm awfully fond of you!
Bumper Ducky joy of joys.
Bump Bump
When I bump you you make noise.
Bump Bump
Bumper Ducky you're my very best friend its true.
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Because I really love to bump
I could sit and bump all day
Sometimes I get carried away
I bump slowly, slowly, slowly getting faster
Once I've started bumping it's really hard to stop
Faster, faster. It is so exciting!
I could bump forever, bump until I drop
1! 2! 3! 4!
1-2-3-4, 1-2-3-4
I bump the spiders on the wall...
I bump the cobwebs in the hall...
I bump the candles on the shelf...
When I'm alone, I bump myself!
I bump slowly, slowly, slowly getting faster
Once I've started bumping it's really hard to stop
Faster, faster. It is so exciting!
I could bump forever, bump until I drop
1! 2! 3! 4!
1-2-3-4, 1-2-3-4, I love bumping!
That's the song of the Bumper!
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Every day. Cause I'm nice like that. :cool.gif:
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No solvers of the puzzle. :blink.gif:
No winners of the prize.
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I already have it bookmarked.
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When it's a Lilpeipei!!!! :laugh.gif:
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1. Bring A Towel.
A towel is about the most massively useful thing a person can have. Partly it has great practical value — you can wrap it around you for warmth as you run screaming through the cold darkness of night; you can lie on it when you've given up all hope of survival and are presenting yourself as a fine dish of zombie delicacy; you can sleep under it beneath the roof of a complex that will soon be torn to bits by zombie hands; use it to sail a mini raft across any body of water in a futile attempt to escape deathdom; wet it for use in hand‐to‐hand‐combat (like that's actually gonna do anything); wrap it round your head to hide from the zombies because if you can't see them, then they can't see you (snicker); you can wave your towel as a distress signal while others watch you get eaten; and of course dry yourself off if you've somehow managed to survive, since you've probably completely wet yourself by this time.
2. On No Account Allow An Enderman To Read Poetry At You.
They are one of the most unpleasant races in Zombieland -- not actually evil, but bad tempered, bureaucratic, officious and callous. They wouldn't even lift a finger to save their own grandmothers from the Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Overland (Fozzthulu) without orders signed in triplicate, sent in, sent back, queried, lost, found, subjected to public inquiry, lost again, and finally buried in soft peat and recycled as firelighters. Enderman poetry is the third worst in Zombieland, an example of which is: (Editor's Note: this example has been removed because four proofreaders died of internal hemorrhaging, and the president of the Useless Crap Written By Overly Pretentious Hippy Types Council only survived by gnawing each of his own ears off.)
3. Don't Panic.
It's the first helpful and intelligible thing I've said to you all day.