*Sung to the tun of Friends in Low Places by Garth Brooks*

Blame it all on my toots, I shidded and pewped
Ruined your black tarp affair
The last to the show, elite aren't the last ones to go
Kenny and the Bucks you'll never again see there

And I saw the whites, the coke in Tony's eyes
As Jericho swilled down a bottle of champagne
The women bitched through, the trios belts never drew
But you'll always hear me complaaaaain

Cuz I got less than nine hundred views
Where the botching drowns and lack of story chases the fans away
Yeah we're not big on wearing deodorant
Think we'll skip on down to the old SC subreddit
Cuz we've got friends, in theeeee basement