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Whatcha doin' over by the window, Dan?
Come here and rub some Vaseline on my armpit rash
Damn, water comes right up to our property line now
You know, Irma, I used to be skeptical of global warming
I told you it wasn't an Illuminati conspiracy
To get us to stop drinking so many two liters of Fanta
Thanks to rising water levels
This whole county is Black Lagoon now
I think it's exotic, Dan
It's an ecological disaster is what it is
And I'm not too hot on the new neighbor
You mean that scaly beast who moved in across the street?
No, not John Voight, I'm talkin' about him
In the Black Lagoon, that used to be our driveway
Oh, the creature
(growling)
Yeah, look at him over there
With his stupid gills and his dumbass webbed fingers
Yeah, yeah, I know you can see me, buddy
(growling)
Get away from the window, Dan
He's not bothering anybody
Not bothering anybody
Have you been in the backyard lately?
He built a mud hut back there
Thing smells like a Burger King garbage can in a sauna
And then inside the garbage can
Someone made a tuna salad with donkey smegma instead of mayonnaise
Different people have different natural smells
Oh, it's not just the smells, Irma
It's the sounds
Always screeching
(growling)
Always belching
(growling)
Oh, he's blasting that awful Creature metal
(growling)
Hey, turn it down
(growling)
He doesn't belong here
Our suburban ways confuse him
I came home yesterday and he'd shredded the shit out of the Christmas decorations
That was John Voight who just died
Oh, was it?
He walked up to the blow-up Santa, called it Karl Marx
And started giving it elbow drops
The Creature's not bad
He takes care of his property
And he's trying to fit in
And I'm trying to play nice, Irma
I lent the Creature our lawnmower yesterday
And, uh, oh yeah
Yeah, he's mowing the lagoon
Yep, there it goes
Glug glug glug glug
Four thousand bucks down the drain
(growling)
Have a little empathy, Dan
He's displaced
Wouldn't you be grateful if it was the other way around?
You, you, you mean if I had to leave this two story detached
And live in a black lagoon?
No way, Paco
You know those bugs that swim into your urethra?
Black Lagoon's full of 'em
He eats those things
Fucking dick bug eater
(Sweetie)
I'm gonna poison the fucking thing
(Don't poison the Creature from the Black Lagoon, Dan)
(Creatures from black lagoons are a protected species)
(Now get over here, my armpits won't dazzle in themselves)
(And they're getting itchy)
He ate the mailman
I haven't gotten a paycheck in six weeks
'Cause this thing likes the taste of a man in navy shorts
Oh, look, look, look, there he goes
Haha, there he goes
Farting egg sacks into our barbecue
Oh boy, hope you like the taste of salmonella on your Frank Surma
Shit, what's he coming over here for?
I'll get it
Hi Creature
What's he want?
(Growl)
Thanks, I just had it curled at the salon yesterday
(Growl)
What do you mean? It's like putting lipstick on a urethra bug
(Hahaha)
Well, I don't find creature humor very funny then
(Growl)
You wanna borrow another cup of fish sauce?
(Growl)
That cup is sort of like the whole bottle
(Growl)
Okay, okay, one second
Yeah, hey Dan?
(What?)
Poison the fish sauce
Written by: Hunter Collins
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