Here is that parody I accidentaly sent before completion.  Once again, sorry.

               Simba's Many Faults (Or How To Lose Patience The Easy Way)


Simba and Kiara were walking around in the Pridelands.  Kiara stared at her
father, then stopped.  Simba stopped too, wondering why Kiara stopped walking.
He turned to her.
     "Why did you stop, Kiara?" he asked.
     "Dad...how come you are different than Mufasa?" Kiara asked.
Simba was confused.
     "Why do you look different and sound different than him?" she asked
again.
     "How do you know what he looked like?" asked Simba.
     "You described him to me.  Remember?" Kiara asked.
     "Oh yeah," replied Simba.
     "Your memory isn't as good!"  Kiara said.
Simba was a bit annoyed.
     "So?" he asked.
     "So...why aren't you the same?" Kiara asked again.
     "We are not all the same," Simba said, sighing.
     "But you said we are one!" Kiara cried.
     "Yeah, but that doesn't mean that we are the same!" said Simba.
     "But...what DOES it mean?" asked Kiara.
Simba was annoyed.
     "Look!  I did that song only for that movie!  It doesn't mean anything!
There were no other songs to sing anyways!" he said firmly.
     "But...but...there was nothing in that move for me!" Kiara said.
     "You got the lead role!  And you get to keep that free complimentary
Simba's Pride T-shirt!" Simba said loudly.
     "Oh yeah...I forgot.  Well how come you don't sound as strong as grandpa
Mufasa?" Kiara asked.
     "Don't call him that.  He wasn't that old," said Simba.
     "All right, well, why was he sounding different?" Kiara asked again.
     "Because he was older than me.  When I get his age, I'll sound like
that," replied Simba, walking away.  Kiara ran up to Simba and ran at his
heel.
     "How come lionesses hunt and lions don't?" she asked.
Simba was beginning to lose his patience.
     "Lions DO hunt...when they're young.  Lionesses bring home the bacon
because they are smaller and are camouflaged.  And there's more of them, so
the chances of a meal are great, okay?" Simba sighed deeply, trying to satisfy
his curious daughter.
     "What's bacon?" asked Kiara.
     "I dunno.  Maybe a type of plant, I just heard it somewhere," said Simba.
     "Are you done now?" he asked.
     "Done what?" Kiara asked.
     "Are you done talking?" Simba asked, trying to stay calm.
     "One last question," said Kiara.
     "Okay, what is it?" Simba was happy to finally get this over with.
     "Why do hot dogs come in packages of six and hot dog buns come i packages
of eight?"



There ya have it.  Tell me what ya think.

-Miana