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(That's for you, Li'l Beth and Derwin)



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Hmmm. OK, since no one obviously visits this page anymore, I don't know what's going on with anyone! Brian Gretzler and I talked the other day. He's doing great, I'm doing great, the world's doing great. I'm in constant communication with my good buddy, Mike Pitchford. All right, let the announcement be made (you all are my friends, right? If not, what are you doing here?). He and I have been together for a little while now and, in fact, are very much in love. (Aw-w-w-w-w). For the record, he's the best boyfriend I could ever ask for and I'm so proud to be with him that I had to let the whole cyber community know. OK, is that sickeningly sweet enough for you? He and I wrote this background music together. As a pair, we are a force to be reckoned with. Bwa-ha-ha-ha! He just finished making a really cool site. It's better than he thinks it is.
Click here to see it for yourself, then drop him an e-mail to let him know the depths of its coolness. Wait, I'm not sure he has an e-mail link on his page. Ok, E-mail me and I'll forward it. Obviously, something's up with you, so why don't you e-mail me and let me in on it? I mean, come on!

Lori's Parody Lyrics

  • Christina's Theme (To the tune of "The Pina Colada Song")
    By: Lori King

    We were rehearsing for Picnic
    just sittin' reading our 
    scripts.
    Then Christina's mouth opened
    and a word sort of slipped
    An anatomical reference
    referring only to men.
    Then we all started laughing
    and we remembered just then
    Chorus: 
    That she likes p---s alotta
    She says that word everyday
    Adjective, verb, noun, or 
    adverb
    It can be used any way.
    If this is any indication, 
    then she may always obsess
    over a part of the body
    that she will never posess.
  • Studio Theatre 96-97 (To the tune of: "Tom's Diner")
    By: Lori King

    I am going to the theatre
     because 7th bell is starting
    I walk in there and then Krissy
    greets me with a giant bear hug
    and she does this everyday 
    because she's such a friendly 
    person
    so I hug her in return and
    then we both skip down the 
    aisle
    
    Li'l Beth's eating a Whopper 
    with no onions, extra pickle
    that she gave someone some 
    money
    to sneak out 6th bell and buy 
    her
    and she hopes Mom doesn't catch
    her eating burgers in the 
    theatre
    so she's eating it as quickly
    as her little body can.
    
    Babs goes running from the theatre
    'cuz she thinks a sneeze is 
    coming.
    Though she's standing in the 
    hallway
    I still hear it very plainly.
    Then I look into the house 
    and I see Jamie and Gemma
    sitting there patiently waiting
    to have something they can do.
    
    Nick is asking my opinion 
    on some poems he has written.
    Channie's curled up in a chair 
    looking exhausted just like 
    always
    and Christina runs in late 
    acting all apologetic
    and when Jon walks in we all 
    applaud
    'cuz he's come back to school.
    
    Zack and Will sit in the front 
    row 
    harmonizing a capella.
    In the row behind them Lanaly 
    and Rickie are just chillin'.
    BJ's vanished in thin air, 
    but we think he's in the scene 
    shop.
    Steve's just minding his own 
    business
    thinking we are all insane.
    
    I walk into the wings 
    where Derwin moons me through 
    the curtain
    and I roll my eyes and then try 
    to forget I ever saw it.
    Then deep in a darkened corner 
    I see Barry Brown is sleeping
    where we left him there last 
    year 
    and then forgot to wake him up.

.Wav files from your little pale friend....

These files take a very long time to load. I don't know why. If you think you can't get them, you can. It will just take you a long time. If you really want one of these that you can't have, let me know and I can e-mail it to you

(Obviously, I've removed some of the files. I have them on disk and I can e-mail then to you upon request. That will be the case for every .wav deleted in the future as well)

Greg goes over the rainbow

Donell steps alone, Donell steps alone. Hi-ho the dairy-o Donell steps alone

For those who just love hearing my voice (Ha!), here's me

Here I am at 8 years old singing "Ease on Down The Road". Well, kinda



Stay tuned for more of what I can give you. You are, after all, my friends. Put your arm around me child, like when you bumped your shin.

MORE TO COME.....




About this midi- "Sure of My Love" ©2000 Lori E. King and Michael R. Pitchford. I could tell you more but, be honest, do you really want to know?

The princess and her flannel prince. Isn't that sweet?


Topher! Q: "Hey, Lori, if you're as in love as you claimed to be earlier on this page, why do you have some other guy's picture here?" A: "While that's a valid question, I must say, 'Back off! This is my page and I'll do what I want!'" As you may or may not know, this space used to be occupied by Brian Unger. Well, he's not on The Daily Show anymore, and he has his own spot on my Brians page (for people named Brian). Therefore, I thought I'd fill this spot with Topher Grace, my latest media darling(who just happens to share the same birthday as Brian Unger, which just happens to be three days before mine. Coincidence? Uh....yeah, probably). You can see him every week on Fox's That 70's Show. He's a real self-deprecating homebody with a great sense of humor. I can't imagine why I would connect with someone like that...:) Click picture to see it clearer


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