Random Thoughts I write on Disventure Camp

Trevor: Now for a quick demo.

Trevor: HIT IT!

*The music would plays as Trevor would sing into the mic*

Trevor: Why am I always hit on by the boys I never liked?

Trevor: I can always see 'em coming from the left and from the right.

Trevor: I don't wanna be a bitch, I'm just trying to be polite.

Trevor: But it always seemed to bite me in the-

Trevor: Asked me for my number, yeah you put me on the spot.

Trevor: You think that we should hook up, but I think that we should not.

Trevor: You had me at "hello" then you opened up your mouth.

Trevor: And that is when it started going south, oh!

*Then Trevor would start thrusting the air*

Trevor: Get your hands off my hips, or I'll punch you in the lips!

Trevor: Stop you staring at my... hey! Take a hint! Take a hint!

*Next Trevor would grab the mic off the stand*

Trevor: No you can't buy me a drink, let me tell you what I think! 

Trevor: I think you could use a mint. Take a hint! Take a hint! 

Trevor: Take a hint! Take a hint!

*Trevor would do his dance as the beat plays*

Trevor: I guess you still don't get it, so let's take it from the top.

Trevor: You asked me, what my sign is and I told you it was "Stop".

Trevor: If I had a dime for every name that you'd just dropped, I'd be buying everyone a shot. Oh!

*Then Trevor would start thrusting the air*

Trevor: Get your hands off my hips, or I'll punch you in the lips!

Trevor: Stop you staring at my... hey! Take a hint! Take a hint!

Trevor: No you can't buy me a drink, let me tell you what I think!

Trevor: I think you could use a mint. Take a hint! Take a hint!

Trevor: Take a hint! Take a hint!

*Trevor would do his dance as the beat plays*

Trevor: One, get your hands of my- Two, or I'll punch you in the- Three, Stop your staring at my hey! Take a hint! Take a hint!

Trevor: No I'm not your missing link! Let me tell you what I think!

Trevor: I think you could use a mint! Take a hint! Take a hint!

Trevor: Take a hint! Take a hint!

Trevor: Ohhhhh!!!!

*Then Trevor would really start rocking to the music.*

Trevor: Get your hands off my hips, or I'll punch you in the lips!

Trevor: Stop you staring at my... hey! Take a hint! Take a hint!

*Derek would look at him with his hands over his ears as he's about to finish his song.*

Trevor: Take a hint! Take a hint!