Double-shot Wednesday

Why? Because we like you - and because we always did these two back-to-back a'la the originals.

First up:

(To the tune of Mommy Can I Go Out And Kill Tonight)

Singled out the cooking that mean something to me,
Kingsford and Webber and a recipe
But I don't give a..., it's a blast

Studied TV every night
Watch Food Network so I'll be smart
People all say I'm a little fucked

Mommy I'm a good boy,
Mommy I'm a fuckin' master,
Mommy I've a goal:

Mommy, can I go out and GRILL TONIGHT?!

Throw on steaks with marbled fat,
Until they're seared just right
Red-blooded kids love BBQ
An ectasy of meat
I'll make the perfect meal
For it's my mommy's dream
Can I go out and grill tonight, grill tonight

Burgers, tofu, and kebobs
I use the whole damn grill
I could do this every night
until I've had my fill
I'll make the perfect meal
For it's my mommy's dream
Can I go out and grill tonight, grill tonight

Chicken, steaks, and vegetables
I'll fill up every plate
Every night I cook and cook
Until I get it straight
I'll make the perfect meal
For it's my mommy's dream

Can I go out and grill tonight, grill tonight
Grill tonight, grill tonight, grill tonight, grill tonight
Grill tonight, grill tonight

Can I go out and grill tonight, grill tonight
Grill tonight, grill tonight, grill tonight, grill tonight
Grill tonight, Grill tonight

And, no. 2:

(To the tune of London Dungeon)

They called us walkin' entrees
Living unprocessed meals
They wanna dice us up
Put us in all their pretty dish

Make sure your bodies clean now
Can't have no "Mad Cows" in here
All of us in here are clean, boy
All the shanks are prime and well.

I don't wanna be part of your London Broil
I don't wanna be part of your main entree
Ain't no mystery why I'm in misery in Hell
Here's hoping you'll swell

They called us walkin' entrees
Living unprocessed meals
They wanna dice us up
Put us in all their pretty dish

I don't wanna be part of your London Broil
I don't wanna be part of your main entree
Ain't no mystery why I'm in misery in Hell
Here's hoping you'll swell

Make sure our bodies clean now
Can't have no "Mad Cows" in here
All of us in here are clean, boy
All the shanks are prime and well.

I don't wanna be part of your London Broil
I don't wanna be party your main entree
Ain't no mystery why I'm in misery in Hell

Hope you choke in Hell
Hope you choke in Hell
Hope you choke in Hell
Hope you choke in Hell