(to the tune of "Where, oh Where, Has my Little Dog Gone?)
Where, oh where has my huckleberry gone?
Where or where can he be?
My inbox is empty,
I've got no games to play.
Where oh where can he be?
He takes holiday two hundred times a year.
Where oh where can he be?
In a Paris cafe with a girl on his lap,
Drinking an ice cold beer.
I beg and I plead, "More games Mister Huck!"
Where oh where can he be?
I'll try to win some, I promise I will.
From now on I'll try not to suck.
He's a mean clan master,
That bad Mister Huck.
And lots of games I do lack.
"We're moving up the clan tables"
He yells with a roar,
And snaps the whip cross my back.
Give me some more games,
Won't you please Mister Huck?
Where oh where can he be?
I'll play a grandmaster,
I'll play the world champ.
Oh hell, I'll even play Korch!
Originally posted by MontyMoose😵 funny.
(to the tune of "Where, oh Where, Has my Little Dog Gone?)
Where, oh where has my huckleberry gone?
Where or where can he be?
My inbox is empty,
I've got no games to play.
Where oh where can he be?
He takes holiday two hundred times a year.
Where oh where can he be?
In a Paris cafe with a girl on his lap,
Drinking an ice cold beer.
I beg a ...[text shortened]... ll play a grandmaster,
I'll play the world champ.
Oh hell, I'll even play Korch!
Do we have another Stocken 😉
Maybe ya need to join two clans?