Ok here's today's vocaroo challenge.

I want you to say "I love Jews!" but you repeat it 10 times - specifically the first time you say it you do the deepest male voice you can - and you use a slightly more feminine tone each time you repeat it until the last time you say it in the most feminine fagcented voice you possibly can. Feel free to repeat it more than 10 times to express your full vocal range!

I feel you in these walls
You're a cold air creepin' in
Chill me to my bones and skin
I heard you down the hall
But it's vacant when I'm lookin' in
Oh, who let you in?
You walk around like you own the place
But you never say anything
I caught you walkin' straight through my walls
Guess it was all my fault
I think I let you in

Never thought that I would feel like this
Such a mess when I'm in your presence
I've had enough, think you've been makin' me sick
Gotta get you out of my system, yeah
It's my house (My house)
And I think it's time to get out
It's my soul (It's my soul)
It isn't yours anymore
It's my house (My house)
I think it's time to get out
Yeah, I think it's time to get out

https://youtu.be/8aQz-aKvyQU?feature=shared

All you have to say is "Damn you, Jews!", but in the most exasperated, infuriated tone you can develop.

Damn it feels good to be a gangsta
A real gangsta-ass nigga plays his cards right
A real gangsta-ass nigga never runs his fucking mouth
Cause real gangsta-ass niggas don't start fights
And niggas always gotta high cap
Showing all his boys how he shot em
But real gangsta-ass niggas don't flex nuts
Cause real gangsta-ass niggas know they got em
And everything's cool in the mind of a gangsta
Cause gangsta-ass niggas think deep
Up three-sixty-five ayo 24/7
Cause real gangsta-ass niggas don't sleep
And all I gotta say to you
Wannabe, gonna be, cock sucking, pussy-eating pranksters
Is when the fire dies down what the fuck you gonna do
Damn it feels good to be a gangsta

A pill to feel stronger
a pill to feel glad
a pill to calm down when you´re going mad
a pill to loose weight
a pill to beef up
when you need to sleep
or want to stay up
A pill to dance longer
a pill to make love
a pill to stay focused
or all the above
a pill not to worry
a pill for the pain
all of these pills will help you maintain

A pill to dance longer
a pill to make love
a pill to feel focused
or all the above
some will feel dopey
some make you numb
some will feel speedy,
then you will have fun

A pill to forget
a pill to remember
some take more pills
from may to september
A pill not to worry
a pill for the pain
all of these pills
will help you maintain

Black dress with the tights underneath
I got the breath of a last cigarette on my teeth
And she's an actress (Actress), but she ain't got no need
She's got money from her parents in a trust fund back East
T-t-t-tongues always pressed to your cheeks
While my tongue is on the inside of some other girl's teeth
You tell your boyfriend (Boyfriend), if he says he's got beef
That I'm a vegetarian and I ain't fucking scared of him

She wants to touch me, woah-oh, she wants to love me, woah-oh
She'll never leave me, woah-oh, woah-oh, oh-oh
Don't trust a ho, never trust a ho
Won't trust a ho 'cause a ho won't trust me
She wants to touch me, woah-oh, she wants to love me, woah-oh
She'll never leave me, woah-oh, woah-oh, oh-oh
Don't trust a ho, never trust a ho
Won't trust a ho 'cause a ho won't trust me

just say "chinquapin"

Well, let me tell you of the story of a man named Charlie
On a tragic and fateful day
He put ten cents in his pocket, kissed his wife and family
Went to ride on the MTA

Well, did he ever return?
No, he never returned and his fate is still unlearned (poor chalie!)
He may ride forever 'neath the streets of Boston
And he's the man who never returned

Charlie handed in his dime at the Kendall Square station
And he changed for Jamaica Plain
When he got there the conductor told him, "One more nickel"
Charlie couldn't get off of that train!

But did he ever return?
No, he never returned and his fate is still unlearned (poor charlie!)
He may ride forever 'neath the streets of Boston
He's the man who never returned
post script

all the youtube versions I can find are in the wrong key, and not the way I learned it at camp, so if you know it, you know it

but um when you say "poor charlie" you kinda shout it

beast lines are read in the deep male voice
beauty lines are read in an ultra-feminine or faggy voice

Beast:
You came back.

Belle:
Of course I came back. I couldn't let them... oh, this is all my fault!

Belle:
If only I had gotten here sooner.

Beast:
Maybe... it's better... it's better this way.

Belle:
Don't talk like that! You'll be alright. We're together now; everything's going to be fine, you'll see.

Beast:
At least... at least I got to see you... one last time.

Belle:
No, No! Please--please--please don't leave me.

[Belle begins to sob]

Belle:
I love you!

Go to vocaroo and read the following ***two parts*** there, first this in an angry male voice:

That's so gay! Homo! Faggot! So you're a queer aren't you? Fag! Queer! Faggot!
What are you, a fag?

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Next part you read in a very sad, tragic female voice:

The next time you use words like these, think about what they really mean. There may not be a next time.

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Then at the end sob mercilessly for 10 seconds straight.