[Intro - Spoken] Yeah... Foxxy, why are you moving your drink? I haven't even said anything yet! AAAAAWWWWWOOOOO! [Beat Drop] [Verse 1] Friday night, Minecraft, everything chill, Foxxy at the keyboard, Wolfie getting kills, Couple blocks stacked, couple mobs getting wrecked, Nothing here suggesting imminent regret. She picks up an item, reading what it says, “Stimulating decoction...” Hold up. My ears went up, My brain went bad, The kind of thought you know you shouldn't have. Common sense said, “Frost, leave it alone.” Could've stayed quiet... But nobody was home. [Beat Stops] “I GOT SOMETHING STIMULATING FOR YOU!” [SPIT TAKE] PFFFFFT! [Beat Returns] Drink hit the monitor, Drink hit the keys, Foxxy nearly launched that shit across the PC. I went from smug To emergency mode, “BABE, YOU GOOD?! DID IT GO DOWN THE WRONG HOLE?!” She waves, “I’m fine.” Then my brain replays the line. “Something stimulating...” HAHAHAHAHA! [Chorus] TWICE IN ONE WEEK! Two drinks nearly hit the floor! TWICE IN ONE WEEK! And somehow I came back for more! One dumb joke, One perfect streak, Foxxy oughta know You don't drink when I speak! Two for two, Yeah, the record’s complete, I GOT MY FOXXY TWICE IN ONE WEEK! [Ad-libs] Two for two! PFFFFT! Save the keyboard! [Verse 2] Any reasonable wolf would've learned that night, Maybe filter his mouth, Maybe act polite. Not me. Few days later We’re gaming again, Mining in a cave, Everything going great. Foxxy raises her paw, Like war just begun, “BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GODS!” HELL YEAH! I throw mine up, “BONES FOR THE BONE THRONE!” Then... Silence. Foxxy grabs her drink. Mistake number one. My brain connects words That should never connect, There's a grin on my muzzle And absolutely no respect. Foxxy takes a sip... Perfect timing. [Beat Completely Stops] “I GOT A BONE FOR FOXXY!” [SPIT TAKE] PFFFFFFFFFT!! [Beat Slams Back] OH FUCK! NOT AGAIN! [Verse 3] Drink on the desk, Drink on the screen, Foxxy coughing harder Than I’ve ever fucking seen. My grin disappeared, I’m instantly concerned, “FOXXY?! YOU GOOD?! CAN YOU BREATHE?!” She waves one paw, Finally catches her air, “I’m okay... You caught me by surprise.” Thank God. Everything's fine. ... Then my brain says: “Bone for Foxxy.” Oh no. HAHAHAHAHAHA! Now I’m folded in half, I’m practically dead, Foxxy giving murder-eyes, Face turning red. She points right at me, “YOU’RE BANNED FROM SAYING THOSE WORDS!” Wait. Which ones? “YOU KNOW WHICH ONES!” [Chorus] TWICE IN ONE WEEK! Foxxy ain't trusting me no more! TWICE IN ONE WEEK! Somebody hide the drinks for sure! First “stimulating,” Then came “bone,” At this rate she’s gonna make me Game from another home! Two bad jokes, One undefeated streak, I GOT MY FOXXY TWICE IN ONE WEEK! [Ad-libs] Two! For! Two! Somebody get her a sippy cup! “FROST!” Okay! Okay! [Verse 4] Now Foxxy got rules, Got a whole damn list, Words I’m apparently No longer allowed to risk. No “stimulating.” No “bone.” No suspicious little grin. No waiting till she takes a drink Before I jump back in. “If you make me spit another drink, Frost, you’re cleaning EVERYTHING!” Fair enough. But I got questions. Can I say “skeleton?” “That’s fine.” Can I say “calcium?” “...Fine.” Can I say “boneless?” “FROST.” What?! That doesn't even have a bone! [Beat Pause] Technically... “DON’T.” Understood. [Bridge: Call and Response] STIMULATING! “BANNED!” BONE! “BANNED!” DECOCTION! “WATCH IT!” BONE THRONE! “FROST!” WHAT?! “SHUT UP!” Can I have some of your drink? “NO!” Why?! “BECAUSE I KNOW YOU!” OOOOHHHH! [Beat Switch] Two successful spit-takes, Same Foxxy, same week, That’s statistical greatness At its absolute peak! FIRST ATTEMPT! DIRECT HIT! SECOND ATTEMPT! DIRECT HIT! Foxxy beverage survival rate? ...Not looking great. She’s hiding her mug Whenever I walk in, Watching my muzzle For the beginning of a grin. Smart. Because someday there’ll be three. [Music Stops] “Don't you fucking dare.” I didn't say anything! “You were THINKING IT!” ...You can't prove that. [Final Chorus] TWICE IN ONE WEEK! Two legendary drinking fails! TWICE IN ONE WEEK! Now Foxxy watches every detail! She sees that grin, And moves her drink, Because history taught her Exactly what to think! One dumb wolf, One furious fox, Two soaked keyboards, Questionable thoughts! Raise that scoreboard, Let everybody see, WOLFIE GOT FOXXY TWICE IN ONE WEEK! TWICE IN ONE WEEK! Two for two! TWICE IN ONE WEEK! PFFFFT! NOT AGAIN! Foxxy yelling, “FROST, YOU PRICK!” And I'm laughing so hard I can barely fucking speak! [Outro: Spoken] Okay. New rule. Whenever I start smiling like that... Foxxy puts the drink down. Problem solved. ... Hey Foxxy? “What?” Bone appetite? “FROST!” AAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA! “You’re sleeping on the couch.” Worth it. AAAAAWWWWWOOOOO! [FADE OUT]
