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You have selected: lavatorial humour
In the style of: Elvis
Uh huh huh, baby, now that wasn't me
Uh huh huh, baby, now that wasn't me
Well I had the cabbage soup
But I can guarantee
Uh huh huh, baby, now that wasn't me
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You have selected: slapstick
In the style of: James Brown
Hit me!
Hit me!
Owwwww!
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You have selected: satire
In the style of: David Bowie
This is air traffic control to flight 502
I'm sorry, we're all on strike
And I hope your captain knows which way to go
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You have selected: one-liners
In the style of: U2
So Celine Dion walks into a bar, or a pub, or some such place
The barman takes one look at her and he says 'Why the long face?'
Then in comes a bloke with necrotizing fasciitis, looking blue
The barman says 'Hey buddy, what's eating you?'