King Bling Bong’s Dingaling Singsong

23 March 2022

  • His voice echos around the room, Roaring at any who come close. "Head my warning I may be your king, but I am not forgiving. If you step into this ring and challenge me, you will die"The room got quieter, then, a familiar group starts to laugh, it was the fox clan, they step into
    Physics O avatarPhysics O3/10 1:19pm
    Inactive OMG icon1
    @benjaminchandler
    Inactive SCREAM icon2
    @martapaskoska1
    @benjaminchandler
  • the ring, loudly they sing, of their king in bling, to depose the impostor standing, who dare stand where the Ox King and the Fox King once stood. Evil and good, darken the mood, many a good fighter step up from the hood. They have come to take back their foe King Bull’s seat.
    Jay K avatarJay K3/10 4:21pm
    Inactive HEART icon1
    @benjaminchandler
    Inactive MAGIC icon1
    @benjaminchandler
    Inactive QUILL icon3
    @sambecker
    @martapaskoska1
    @benjaminchandler
  • Such a strong meaning and power over a really simple song. Somehow the campfire around the singing men made the message behind it even stronger. I felt chills going over my whole body. I haven't experienced anything like this before.
    Damaskox avatarDamaskox3/16 7:18pm
    Inactive HEART icon1
    @sambecker
    Inactive SCREAM icon1
    @benjaminchandler
  • The lyrics are haunting. They keeping taking a bottle down and passing it around, only the repeat with the next bottle. Will there be a change? Will they tire of beer? Or will they sing it 98 more times? If so, then what?
    Sean K avatarSean K3/17 4:09pm
    Inactive MAGIC icon1
    @benjaminchandler
  • “98 green bottles hanging on the wall, and if one green bottle should accidentally fall,” they knocked down a bottle, “there’ll be… 97 green bottles hanging on the wall! 97 green bottles…” They merrily sang along in their drunken stupor with one stopping to throw up on the floor.
    Jacob S avatarJacob S3/19 7:39am
    Inactive HEART icon2
    @sambecker
    @martapaskoska1
    Inactive LAUGH icon1
    @benjaminchandler
  • They continued singing as if nothing happened. Their voices could be heard throughout the village as smoke wafted ever higher from the pub’s chimney. By the time they got to the last green bottle, only two remained awake, and from that night on they remained the best of friends.
    Sam B avatarSam B3/20 8:31pm
    Inactive HEART icon3
    @philharwell
    @martapaskoska1
    @benjaminchandler

The End