Royal Canadian Kilted Yaksmen!

[EWolfe]

Our Country wreaks of trees

Our yaks are really large

And they smell like rotting beef carcasses

And we have to clean up after them

And our saddle soars are the best

We proudly wear woman's clothing

And searing sand blows up our skirts

And the buzzards, they soar overhead

And poisonous snakes will devour us whole

Our bones will bleach in the sun

And we will probably go to hell

And that is our great reward

For being the-uh Ro-yal Canadian Kilted Yaksmen

 

[Dru]

 

Not a yak.

[Kraken]

i haven't seen that show in better than 8 years but i still can sing that entire song from memory.

 

Long live Ren and Stimpy...you EEEEEIIIIDIIIOOT!