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[Josh Spicer]

Consisting of

The Ultimate XS Song Spoofs: Hosted by Josh Spicer

The Comedic Styles of the One and Only Gigi: Hosted by Gigi

The United Xiaolin Showdown Federation

[sanlong]

So? Get it started!

[Josh Spicer]

*Josh walked up on the stage. He had a mic. Music started in the background*

Down in the temple all the monks were practicin
For the good little wu and to clense you of your sin
When Omi busted in, nearly scared 'em half to death
Had Kusuzu Atom in his hands and expensive rum on his breath
From his bald head to his shoes he had the 2 Ton Tunic
Like a small thin drunk wierdo Chinese Rambo
And he smiled as he said with a twinkle in his eye,
"Gong Ye Tampai to all - now you're all gonna die!"

The night Omi went crazy
The night the shrimp went insane
Realized he'd was getting nowhere
Something finally must have snapped in his brain

Well, the temple is gone now, he decided to nuc by
Everywhere you'll find pieces of Kimmy and Rai
And he tied up the monks and he held Dojo hostage
And he ground up poor Fungy into oldman sausage
He got Clay and Guan with the old Eye of Dashi
And he sent an old monk back in time, just like Drake and Joshy
And he picked up thet Star of Hannabi, and grilled up old Klofage
And he took a big bite and said, "It tastes just like crawfish

The night Omi went crazy
The night cueball went nuts
Now you can't hardly walk around China
Without steppin' in old man guts

There's Chase Young and Doom's Eye
There's a ship belonging to that Clockwise
And other shit circlin round good-bye
And the bullets are soarin, and Omi's ignorin
And everyone's dyin' to know, oh Omi why?
My my my my my my
You used to be such a peaceful guy

Yes, Virginia, now Omi's doin' time
In a global prison, for his infanous crimes
Hey, little friend, now don't you cry no more tears
He'll never be out you'll be safe, for 700 more years
But now Old Omi's dead and Jack Spicer's now retarded
And all the monks got job cleaning up for a, guy who farted
And they say Old Fun, he's on the phone every night
With her lawyer negotiating the bail rights

They're talkin' bout - the night Omi went crazy
The night the little shrimp flipped
Broke his back to save the world aroung him
Sounds to me like he was tired of gettin' gypped

Wo, the night Omi went crazy
The night the shrimp went insane
Realized he's gettin' a raw deal
Something finally must have snapped in his brain
Wo, something finally must have snapped in his brain
Tell ya, something finally must have snapped... in his brain

[sanlong]

You did a Weird Al spoof! THERE IS A GOD!

[Josh Spicer]

Your welcome.

[sanlong]

NEXT SHOW!

[Josh Spicer]

The United Xiaolin Showdown Federation

Jack: A time comes for a man, to face the facts, that whether you are a man, or an idiot, you're somebody.

*The UXSF theme plays as the crowd is seen*

Match 1: Josh Spicer vs. Aster

Commentators (Fung and Klofage)

Fung: Welcome everybody to the United Xiaolin Showdown Federation.

Klofage: The reason this match was made is because Aster wants reveng on Josh Spicer

Simulated: Josh Spicer because of a hit with the monkey staff to the head.

Match 2: Battle Royal for the UXSF Championship
Heylin Ultimates (Chase Young vs. WuYa vs. Hannibal Roy Bean vs. Jack Spicer) vs. The Monks (Rai vs. Clay vs. Omi vs. Kim) vs. Nathaniel vs. Zed vs. Mick Leyfo

Eliminations: 1. Nathaniel by Zed
2. Jack Spicer by Mick
3. Kim by Chase
4. WuYa by Rai
5. Zed by Mick
6. Mick by Zed
7. Clay by Jack
8. Rai by Roy
9. Roy by Omi
10. Omi ny Chase

Winner: Chase Young

[Josh Spicer]

"Disengage"

So proud
You'll take a bow
Their coming 'round
And I think I'll give you a screw
You won't forget the day we met
And that was said

So now
The time has come
To watch your back
and your front
And I'll say just one last thing
Don't turn away

Why can't you just fuck-a me?
You'll find it out
The price is out on your
pu-u-u-u-u-u-u-sy
Your time ran out
The lights go down to yellow

Afraid
To lean down
It's your only chance
To have a cork and
Now we'll pay
For your mistakes
It's your last day

Why can't just fuck-a me?
You'll find it out
The price is out on your
pu-u-u-u-u-u-u-sy
Your time ran out
The lights go down in red

Fu-u-ck'a me
You'll find it out
The price is out on your
pu-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-sy
Your time ran out
Your lights went down and now you'll pee

WHY DON'T YOU JUST BLOW
WHY DON'T YOU JUST BLOW

Blow me, lick you
Blow me, lick you
Blow me break

Why can't you just fuck'a me
You'll find it out
The price is out on your
pu-u-u-u-u-u-u-sy
And we're willing to pay
Your time ran out
Your lights went down in red

Fu-u-ck'a me
You've found it out
The price is out on your
pu-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-sy
And we're willing to pay
Your time ran out
Your lights go down and now you'll see

So proud
Well take a bow
We're coming 'round
You'll find out

Blow me, lick you
Blow me, lick you
LISTEN TO ME, LESSON TO YOU

[Josh Spicer]

Finale, or in this case, Pain-ale

--Hard metal part for 4 measure of 4/4--

I will kick you in your balls
and then shoot you in your face
Then I will stab you with a knife
and gorarize you with my mace
The time as come to change mood
and say that I hate your guts
which are now on the floor
and leaking out your butt

--Hard Metal part for 4 measures of 4/4--

We don't get along much now
but I snipe your brains right out your head
then I lob a C4 at your
lung then I name you dead.
But through the smoke of the battle
you are still alive *goes back to the beginning of the line*
time for the tides to switch
I must kill slow and painful
you dirty Son of a bitch

--Guitar solo for 4/4, then 16 measures of 3/6, then 16 moremeasures of 3/6, then 4 measures 4/4--

Time has come to throw a grenade
down your throat and to your ass
I just did so now your dead
and I am covered in your crap
Now through all this pain and suffering
I do just recall the war
Who made me fight you the man who cheated on my wife
To do this, Fight of Gore