After 21 tries, we've managed to snare our first response to a writing assignment. Let this be an inspiration to every one of you. These assignments are not just editorial wankery.
In response to WRITING ASSIGNMENT #20:
The 'Hot Blooded' Appeal of Glenn Beck
(based on the Foreigner song, "Hot Blooded.")
by Timothy Charles Baker
(based on the Foreigner song, "Hot Blooded.")
by Timothy Charles Baker
Well, I'm hot blooded, check it and see
My name is Chip Beck and I’m a neo-Nazi
Come on Barack, do you do more than dance?
I'm hot blooded, I'm hot blooded
You don't have to read my mind, to know what I have in mind
Barack you oughta know
Now you move so fine, let me lay it on the line
I wanna know what you're doin' after the mid-term’s votes are no
Now it's up to you, we can make a secret rendezvous
Just me and you, I'll show you hatin' like you never knew
That's why, I'm hot blooded, check it and see
My name is Chip Beck and I’m a neo-Nazi
Come on baby, do you do more than dance?
I'm hot blooded, hot blooded
If it feels alright, maybe you can debate with me all night
Shall I leave you my key?
But you've got to give me a sign, come on boy, some kind of sign
Tell me, are you hot Barack? you sure look that way to me
Are you man enough? will you be ready when I call your bluff?
Is my timing right? did you save your hate for me tonight?
Yeah I'm hot blooded, check it and see
Feel the hatred burning inside of me
Come on Barack, do you do more than dance?
I'm hot blooded, I'm hot blooded, I'm hot
Now it's up to you, can we make a secret rendezvous?
Oh, before we do, you'll have to get away from you know who
Well, I'm hot blooded, check it and see
My name is Chip Beck and I’m a neo-Nazi
Come on Barack, do you do more than dance?
I'm hot blooded, I'm hot blooded
Hot blooded, every night
Hot blooded, you're looking so white
Hot blooded, now you're driving me wild
Hot blooded, I'm so hot for you, child
Hot blooded, I'm a little bit high
Hot blooded, you're a little bit fly
Hot blooded, you're making me sing
Hot blooded, for your sweet sweet thing
My name is Chip Beck and I’m a neo-Nazi
Come on Barack, do you do more than dance?
I'm hot blooded, I'm hot blooded
You don't have to read my mind, to know what I have in mind
Barack you oughta know
Now you move so fine, let me lay it on the line
I wanna know what you're doin' after the mid-term’s votes are no
Now it's up to you, we can make a secret rendezvous
Just me and you, I'll show you hatin' like you never knew
That's why, I'm hot blooded, check it and see
My name is Chip Beck and I’m a neo-Nazi
Come on baby, do you do more than dance?
I'm hot blooded, hot blooded
If it feels alright, maybe you can debate with me all night
Shall I leave you my key?
But you've got to give me a sign, come on boy, some kind of sign
Tell me, are you hot Barack? you sure look that way to me
Are you man enough? will you be ready when I call your bluff?
Is my timing right? did you save your hate for me tonight?
Yeah I'm hot blooded, check it and see
Feel the hatred burning inside of me
Come on Barack, do you do more than dance?
I'm hot blooded, I'm hot blooded, I'm hot
Now it's up to you, can we make a secret rendezvous?
Oh, before we do, you'll have to get away from you know who
Well, I'm hot blooded, check it and see
My name is Chip Beck and I’m a neo-Nazi
Come on Barack, do you do more than dance?
I'm hot blooded, I'm hot blooded
Hot blooded, every night
Hot blooded, you're looking so white
Hot blooded, now you're driving me wild
Hot blooded, I'm so hot for you, child
Hot blooded, I'm a little bit high
Hot blooded, you're a little bit fly
Hot blooded, you're making me sing
Hot blooded, for your sweet sweet thing
Mr. Baker has made himself a surefire first-ballot Hall of Famer.
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