Award Guy To the tune of 'American Pie' Lyrics by Del murder About six months ago... I can still remember How those awards used to make me giddy. And I knew if I took good notes That I could get those extra votes And, maybe, I'd win my first Ciddie. But November made me shake With every post that I’d make. For it to get under way; I couldn’t wait one more day. My reaction I can’t remember, When I read the results of Best Member, But something touched me last December, During that Ciddies splendor. So bye-bye, mister Award Guy. Had my bidding for a Ciddie, But didn't win this time. And them Eyeson posters were votin’ Misfit and Rye Singin’, next time I won't be four votes shy. Next time I won't be four votes shy. Did you write your nominations, And send them in with exclamations, After Strider told you to? Did you think Trumpet Theif was weird, Can you find sexiness in RSL's beard, And can you teach me how to spam like ShlupMoo? Well, I know that you love each other, `cause I voted you most likely to get together. Can you imagine that,v You beat out RSL and his hat. I was a lonely teenage forums noob With a dark red font and my grammar crude, But I knew I was in for a ruse During that Ciddies splendor. I started singin’, Bye-bye, mister Award Guy. Had my bidding for a Ciddie,v But didn't win this time. Them Eyeson posters were votin’ Misfit and Rye Singin’, next time I won't be four votes shy. Next time I won't be four votes shy. Now for four years he's been giving us Awards for getting run over by a bus, And that’s the way it'll always be. When Reno joked for Shlup and Cid, With the wit he borrowed from Del Snizz And the help that came from Archie, Oh, and while Loony BoB's noms were down, Del Murder stole his Best Member crown. The chatroom was adored; With KB's first award. And while Nicky read a poem of eest, The W-Boats spammed in GC, And Chaos went from cute to sexy During that Ciddies splendor. We were singing, Bye-bye, mister Award Guy. Had my bidding for a Ciddie, But didn't win this time. Them Eyeson posters were votin’ Misfit and Rye And singin’, next time I won't be four votes shy. Next time I won't be four votes shy. Crazy Bleysie in a summer hazing. Matty Pie! flew off with the Cutest praising, Two times won and standing tall. CD landed out of the race. The newbies pushed for a Ciddies taste, With The Captain ending posts with 'Take care all'. Now the chat room air was sweet suspense While Award Guy played out the events. We all logged in to spam, Oh, perhaps she is a man! 'cause Big D tried to take Best Knight; But Leeza put up too much fight. Do you recall BoB's longest night During that Ciddies splendor? We started singing, Bye-bye, mister Award Guy. Had my bidding for a Ciddie, But didn't win this time. Them Eyeson posters were votin’ Misfit and Rye Singin’, next time I won't be four votes shy. Next time I won't be four votes shy. Oh, and there we were all in one thread, A message board after Cid's head With no time left to vote again. So come on: Joel be corny, and horny as well! See Spiff with his tiger RSL Cause Xander is Lindy’s only friend. Oh, and as I watched him in his text My eyes were on the winner next. No ordinary man Could type so fast with one hand. And as the pages climbed high into the night To check if Psy predicted right, I saw kishi laughing with delight During that Ciddies splendor. He was singing, Bye-bye, mister Award Guy. Had my bidding for a Ciddie, But didn't win this time. And them Eyeson posters were votin’ Misfit and Rye Singin’, next time I won't be four votes shy. Next time I won't be four votes shy. I met an artist respected most And we asked him for his crucial votes, But he just shook his head at us. I downloaded the Excel list Where I’d read about Ciddies missed, Even The Man could be arsed to give a fuss. And in the forums: the newbies spammed, The couples *died*, and the writers planned. But not a word was posted; The winners all were toasted. And the three members I esteem: The Captain, BoB, and Big D, They read the last Most Likely to Be During that Ciddies splendor. And they were singing, Bye-bye, mister Award Guy. Had my bidding for a Ciddie, But didn't win this time. And them Eyeson posters were votin’ Misfit and Rye Singin’, next time I won't be four votes shy. Next time I won't be four votes shy. They were singing, Bye-bye, mister Award Guy. Had my bidding for a Ciddie, But didn't win this time. Them Eyeson posters were votin’ Misfit and Rye Singin’, next time I won't be four votes shy. Next time I won't be four votes shy.
