06-04-2012 12:19
Trolling i Hejting z Wojny Secesyjnej
W działach: Historyczna ciekawostka | Odsłony: 33
Jak każdy adept sztuki trollowania i hejtu wie, zjawiska te sięgają już czasów antycznych, a jednym z najwybitniejszych trolli i hejterów był Katon Starszy wciąż nadający o potrzebie zniszczenia Kartaginy.
Tym razem pozwolę sobie wrzucić tekst piosenki konfederackich hejterów.
Tekst śpiewany pod znaną i lubianą melodyjkę Yankee Doodle
Butler and I went out from camp,
From Bethel to make a battle ;
And then the Southrons whupped us back,
Just like a drove of cattle.
CHORUS : Come throw your swords and muskets down,
You do not find them handy ;
Although we Yankees cannot fight,
At running were the dandy.
And then we got a monster gun,
Which gives us satisfaction ;
For seven miles or just a space,
We Yankees love inaction.
Come throw your swords &c.
Whenever we go out to fight,
The Southrons give us lickens ;
But then we strive to get revenge,
By stealing all their chickens.
Come throw your swords &c.
Old Butler stays in Fort Monroe,
And listens to the firing ;
And when his men have met defeat,
He goes out the fort inquiring.
Come throw your swords &c.
They say that Butler will not fight
Is certainly a scandal ;
For not a trophy he has gained,
Except an old pump handle.
Come throw your swords &c.
Tym razem pozwolę sobie wrzucić tekst piosenki konfederackich hejterów.
Tekst śpiewany pod znaną i lubianą melodyjkę Yankee Doodle
Butler and I went out from camp,
From Bethel to make a battle ;
And then the Southrons whupped us back,
Just like a drove of cattle.
CHORUS : Come throw your swords and muskets down,
You do not find them handy ;
Although we Yankees cannot fight,
At running were the dandy.
And then we got a monster gun,
Which gives us satisfaction ;
For seven miles or just a space,
We Yankees love inaction.
Come throw your swords &c.
Whenever we go out to fight,
The Southrons give us lickens ;
But then we strive to get revenge,
By stealing all their chickens.
Come throw your swords &c.
Old Butler stays in Fort Monroe,
And listens to the firing ;
And when his men have met defeat,
He goes out the fort inquiring.
Come throw your swords &c.
They say that Butler will not fight
Is certainly a scandal ;
For not a trophy he has gained,
Except an old pump handle.
Come throw your swords &c.
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