Nordic Discord Challenge - Summer Bingo E6 Genre: Yodeling Theme: High Fantasy Lyrics: Hoo-wee! The air is thin up here... or is that just my brain? Because I just saw... a vision... The sun is hot, the peak is steep, my hiking boots have lost their grip My water's gone, my map's a joke, I'm doing a one-man Alpine flip But then a shimmer, through the haze, a sound like tiny, jingling bells My lonely heart begins to race, my mind is crafting saucy spells! Yodel-ay-hee-hoo, what a view! A girl in leather, cut in two! (The shorts, I mean! The shorts!) Yodel-ay-hee-hay, on this rocky shelf! She’s got me yodeling for help! Her braids are flaxen, strong and tight, her knees are sturdy, pink, and round She’s got a feather in her hat, the most magnificent thing I’ve found! She holds a cheese wheel like a discus, winks at me and gives a twirl I’m a middle-manager from Sweden, but now I’m a mighty Alpine churl! Yodel-ay-hee-hoo, what a view! The stitching on those shorts is true! (The craftmanship!) Yodel-ay-hee-hay, my knees are weak! Is it altitude, or her mystique? She offers me a stein of beer, the foam is like a fluffy cloud! We do a dance, we spin around, I’m yodeling incredibly loud! But then she grabs me by the belt - (Oh my!) - and pulls me close to her chest She whispers, "Mountain man, you're cute... now, can you pass this fitness test?" YODEL-AY-HEE-HOO, IT'S ALL TOO MUCH! THE LEATHER, THE CHEESE, THE ALPINE TOUCH! YODEL-AY-HEE-HAY, I LOST MY MAP! BUT WHO NEEDS MAPS WHEN... OH, CRAP! That jingling sound... it's not bells. It's the rattling of a very large, very angry, very mustached man's beer stein collection on his belt. He's standing right behind her. And he's holding a cowbell the size of my head. He's not ringing it... he's winding up. YODEL-AY-HEE... HEE... HEE...
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