


A few weeks ago Fiachra and I were out shopping, and ever since I quit smoking I have become a hummer. If I am not humming, I am singing, and if not that, then usually talking…you should all pray for the ones that have to sit on the receiving end of my mic lock.
One of my strangest habits, and probably not exclusive to me at all, is the changing of lyrics. I have some strange stories to do with potatoe frittata’s and some such sillyness, but the other day I excelled. So much so that Fia and I ended up playing with the lyrics to Let it Snow, and came up with the Second Life Version.
Let it Load
Sung to the tune of Let it Snow
My inventory count is frightful
but my items are so delightful
and since I’ve someplace to go
let it load, let it load, let it load
Inventory are you listening
theres new shoes I seem to be missing
my folders do not show
let it load, let it load, let it load
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When I finally teleport
how I hate landing as shades of grey
If you only showed it all
It would really make my day
I am so close to the finish
I see a coat I got last springish
Never shop in busy mode
let it load, let it load, let it load.
by Fiachra Lach & Sasy Scarborough
