Songs as teaching aids!

God Save The Queen

(It's like a thing I'm doing at the header of each post, isn't that great/irritating CIRCLE YOUR CHOICE.)

Woofles the magic dog! Have we got an offer for you! The Royal Victorian Luncheon Society realise that as children of the disney generation, we all often find ourselves unable to understand what people are telling us unless it is presented in song format.

This is where we come in; your friends, family or even co-workers call us up, and we'll deliver a custom learning song for you.

Or, order one of our many classic releases which are good for any situation. Songs like;
- If you wanna be my lover, you've got to get a hair cut.
- (You're a) Whiter Shade of Pale (seek sunlight you gothling.)
- No body cares, you're boring.
- You've got a B.O Rontosaurus in your armpit.
- I would walk 500 hundred miles (to get away from your bad breath.)
- Stop whining and work work work, you jerk.
could be helping you at this very moment.


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The Egrarious 1am Monday Morning posting

God Save the Queen,

Any ways; I was writing an assignment for my Script Writing class, about a giant tape worm that explodes out of a small Chinese cooks rear and front ends, forcing said tapeworm to wear the cook like a man belt.

This made me think of the cartoon you would have already stared at, because, who doesn't look at the cartoon first? You know; besides the terminally lame.

I made this for one of the Victoria University of Wellington Improvisational Theatre Games Club's flyers for the last clubs day, why am I telling you this? Well, the core members of The Royal Luncheon Society formed themselves from within said clubs hallowed walls. Exciting? You bet your sweet ass it's exciting, or some-such.

Woah, it's content!

God save the Queen.

Here have a cartoon, because that'll bring the blog posts to a number that is larger than one!
I know, aren't you excited, can't you feel the energy tingling down your leg like you've had a wee little accident? I know I can.

I bags first post!

I bags first post, being that I'm the one who is setting up the group blog and all.

Welcome to The Royal Victorian Luncheon Societies free blog! Not only don't you have to pay anything to read it, but we don't have to pay anything to host it. Isn't the internet grand?

If you haven't managed to figure out what The Royal Victorian Luncheon Society is, of course, a Wellington New Zealand based Comedy Troupe, which dabbles in sketch, theatre and improv. If you couldn't get all that from our title, obviously that's because you are a moron, a nincompoop, and a poseur. There can be no other explanation.

I'm Nic Sando, Troupe Director, a role which I achieved on the basis that I called it first and no body tried too hard to stop me. Stick around, and we'll, you know, use this blog to post interesting tidbits about our Fringe show, The Kettle of Allen and Max, which was written, and will definitly be directed by Harry Meech, a very attractive man who resembles a crane like bird, possibly a crane.