I've wondered this myself. I remember in high school everyone knew what words to add, yet no one was really sure where they first heard them.

LAID
GET LAID
(fark YOU)

was the version i heard at seven thousand junior high dances 30 years ago.

University of Kentucky basketball fans have been saying LET'S GO BIG BLUE during the song since before the intertubes.

This brings back memories. Not times of middle school dances, but times of using a giant rubber tube slingshot to lob water balloons down from the hillside into a courtyard where there *were* middle school kids dancing as this song was playing. Actually, after they started chanting, the adult DJ skipped ahead to a different song. But lobbing was still fun!

What play said. Was statring out in radio in the Quad Cities when Billy Idol's version came out. A few weeks later was doing a live broadcast from a club when the song came on...live...no delay.

It was so loud that most listeners couldn't make it out.


That was the fastest :60 live break in history.

Darth_Lukecash: Actually it is an ideal thing to study. It's would be another avenue of communications and how information and actions are spread around without aide of mass communications.

I have the same question about how people knew that you needed to blow into the Nintendo cartridge to make it work sometimes.

I heard it from the guy who came to our town telling tales of girls with hotdogs stuck in the hoohahs and his friend's neighbor's cousin who got maggots in his saliva gland from a Taco Bell taco

This brings back terrible memories of the hundreds of wedding receptions I worked at as a caterer. Drives me crazy to this day

For the uninformed, Alan Cross is a Canadian alternative rock expert, with an absolutely FASCINATING radio show called The History of New Music. This guy goes deep, and really knows his shiat. I recommend you guys look up his stuff, I think his shows are archived somewhere

Magorn: So how did they transmit themselves so instantly and so thoroughly with nearly zero variation or "packet loss"?

Fax machine

playblu: Heard in it 1985 in suburban Chicago.

1985 in suburban Toledo, except no 'motherfarker'.

Although I am naturally too young to have attended a Billy Idol concert, the nihilistic GL-GF'd attitude was reportedly quite prevalent during the 80s. Some variation of the audience hollaback made its way into the vernacular lyrics of many live performances by popular artists of the time.

The Go-Gos? Filthy, filthy girls.

Born and raised in the interior of British Columbia, and I've only ever heard the "Hey motherfarker! Get laid get farked" chant, and never "Hey, what's that? Get laid, get farked!".

Maybe it was a Lower Mainland thing?

TsarTom: TsarTom: HEY! MOTHERF*CKER HEY WHAT? GET LAID GET F*CKED!

ftfm

Never mind, I see all the variations were covered later on in TFA. Anyways, I want to go on record. I'm pretty sure me and my friends made the whole thing up back at a high school dance in northern Minnesota sometime in the late '80s.

No, it was already entrenched before then. It was a standard whenever that song was played in strip clubs in Honolulu going back to *AT LEAST* 1986.

/Heard it for the first time at "The Stop Light" on Kapiolani Blvd. back then.
//Apparently, it's now known as "Club Rock-za".

One of my high school dances was shut down for this, couldn't possibly have been later than early 1986, seems to me it was a couple years earlier. We also sang "f____g b__l s__t" where the backup singers are singing "Mony Mony." I don't remember it being the Billy Idol version either, but it might have been.

rts: Born and raised in the interior of British Columbia, and I've only ever heard the "Hey motherfarker! Get laid get farked" chant, and never "Hey, what's that? Get laid, get farked!".

Raised in Northern Ontario, only ever heard "Hey motherfarker get laid get farked"

Always wondered about this....all the times I heard it back then (in Louisville) at parties, dances, etc, it was "HEY HEY GIRL GET LAID GET F**KED!"

GavinTheAlmighty: Darth_Lukecash: Actually it is an ideal thing to study. It's would be another avenue of communications and how information and actions are spread around without aide of mass communications.

I have the same question about how people knew that you needed to blow into the Nintendo cartridge to make it work sometimes.

Because that's how you did it with the Atari 2600.
/Get off my lawn.

Naptowner: One of my high school dances was shut down for this, couldn't possibly have been later than early 1986, seems to me it was a couple years earlier. We also sang "f____g b__l s__t" where the backup singers are singing "Mony Mony." I don't remember it being the Billy Idol version either, but it might have been.

Ah yes, as I remember (as I said already, Toledo mid-80's), it was "suck my balls off" in that portion, and definitely the Tommy James version.

Never heard of this before. Granted, I was born in 1985. And here all this time I thought the song was annoying as fark. Now, it's a little less annoying.

See, my nostalgic association for that song is that the deejay at United Skates of America would always turn down the track for the "I say yeah" "Yeah" call-and-response, but would always bring it back in at least half a beat too late, because if he were a competent DJ he wouldn't be working at a roller skating rink for a mob of 12-year-olds.

WhyteRaven74: I've wondered this myself. I remember in high school everyone knew what words to add, yet no one was really sure where they first heard them.

kind of how every kid knows "The Burning of the School" or "found a peanut", knowledge by osmosis

dittybopper: TsarTom: TsarTom: HEY! MOTHERF*CKER HEY WHAT? GET LAID GET F*CKED!

ftfm

Never mind, I see all the variations were covered later on in TFA. Anyways, I want to go on record. I'm pretty sure me and my friends made the whole thing up back at a high school dance in northern Minnesota sometime in the late '80s.

No, it was already entrenched before then. It was a standard whenever that song was played in strip clubs in Honolulu going back to *AT LEAST* 1986.

/Heard it for the first time at "The Stop Light" on Kapiolani Blvd. back then.
//Apparently, it's now known as "Club Rock-za".

Forgot to mention the best part: Because the stage protruded into the audience area like some sort of gigantic cubist penis, the call-response part was epic:

stage left "Hey!"
stage right "Hey what?"
stage left "Get laid!"
stage right "Get farked!"

It's amazing the amount of coordination that young, testosterone poisoned drunk military guys can manage, even with quite attractive nekkid titties flapping around right in front of them.

BOM BOM BOM!

SO GOOD! SO GOOD! SO GOOD!

GavinTheAlmighty: rts: Born and raised in the interior of British Columbia, and I've only ever heard the "Hey motherfarker! Get laid get farked" chant, and never "Hey, what's that? Get laid, get farked!".

Raised in Northern Ontario, only ever heard "Hey motherfarker get laid get farked"

Ditto for Southern Ontario. What part of Northern Ontario?

On a related note, I had no idea DM's "Personal Jesus" had its own line dance, which I only discovered years after the song came out, when I had moved to SE Ohio for my first radio gig in 1995. Saw it other places too after that. Never saw such shiat growing up in Louisville. Of course, the Zanesvillians were shocked, SHOCKED that my friends and I (also from L'ville) had no idea about it.

Anyone else have a similar experience?

Ennuipoet: Does this guy get paid to think about these things? If so, is he in need of an assistant, or even an intern? If I am hired, will I be be supplied with pot or should I purchase my own?

Seriously, if this is a paying job I want one!

/hey, hey what?

You're clearly not from the Toronto area. Alan Cross is the ultimate music geek....he used to do an amazing show call The Ongoing History of New Music on CFNY. He now does a show called the Secret History of Rock - not as good as the original but still interesting.

In Australia there is a similar variation with the song "Am I Ever Gonna To See Your Face Again." by a band called the Angels after singing the lyric "...am I ever gonna see your face again?" there is a perfect gap in which audiences sing "No way, get farked, fark off" even at school concerts.

dittybopper: TsarTom: TsarTom: HEY! MOTHERF*CKER HEY WHAT? GET LAID GET F*CKED!

ftfm

Never mind, I see all the variations were covered later on in TFA. Anyways, I want to go on record. I'm pretty sure me and my friends made the whole thing up back at a high school dance in northern Minnesota sometime in the late '80s.

No, it was already entrenched before then. It was a standard whenever that song was played in strip clubs in Honolulu going back to *AT LEAST* 1986.

/Heard it for the first time at "The Stop Light" on Kapiolani Blvd. back then.
//Apparently, it's now known as "Club Rock-za".


Rock -za is still rocking

and people tell me Hank Why do you drink
( to get drunk)
and why do you roll smokes
( to get high)
and why must you live out the songs that you wrote
(to get laid)

In small mountain town Colorado in the mid-80s, it was "Hey! Hey What? Get laid! Get f---ed!"

playblu: Heard in it 1985 in suburban Chicago.

And I was in high school in Chicago from 88 to 92, so that it was here at least in 85.

Kanemano: Rock -za is still rocking

Good to know, if I ever got back that way. I can still rattle off the names of a bunch of joints, some pretty good (Klassic Kat), some not (Club Hubba Hubba).

/Used to go watch Slak Alice at the Jazz Cellar.
//They were a band, not a stripper.

GavinTheAlmighty: Darth_Lukecash: Actually it is an ideal thing to study. It's would be another avenue of communications and how information and actions are spread around without aide of mass communications.

I have the same question about how people knew that you needed to blow into the Nintendo cartridge to make it work sometimes.

It's the "I have a friend who knows a guy" theory. As in I have a friend who knows a guy who said you can tell if a girl is a virgin by her bracelets.

/I remember "hey hey let's get laid get farked!"
//is "Mony Mony" really a meme?
///it is an earworm.

I first heard that when I was on leave in the Philippines in Jan 1987. That song was a huge hit and was played all the time in the clubs. And people would just start shouting the "Hey motherfarker..." part. Don't know if it started there, but that's where I first heard it.

dittybopper: Kanemano: Rock -za is still rocking

Good to know, if I ever got back that way. I can still rattle off the names of a bunch of joints, some pretty good (Klassic Kat), some not (Club Hubba Hubba).

/Used to go watch Slak Alice at the Jazz Cellar.
//They were a band, not a stripper.

ahh the Jazz Cellar, dumb name for a rock club, has closed, they redid all of Lewars street.

Magorn: It's one of those mysterious Folkisms that seem to travel via the collective unconscious. It's kinda like the fact that you can, if you bother to study it, tell where in the US someone is from by what lines they shout at the screen during certain scenes of the Rocky Horror Picture Show. Long before there was an internet to write these thing down on, everybody just KNEW the right lines to yell, even though they vary from area to area.

Farkers old enough to remember the Challenger disaster all know the same three or four stupid jokes about it. What's remarkable about those jokes is that everyone had heard them with 48-72 hours of the disaster yet they were not broadcast on any form of mass media. Anyone who uttered them on the air would have been instantly fired, and there would have been enormous public outcry. (Imagine someone making 9/11 jokes on 9/12 and you'd come close)

So how did they transmit themselves so instantly and so thoroughly with nearly zero variation or "packet loss"?

My far-less couth example of this is "The Diarrhea Song." Almost everyone I've talked to learned it in elementary school, noone has any clue where it came from, and it always has the same pattern. It's in Parenthood, apparently, but it's definitely older than 1989.

rts: Born and raised in the interior of British Columbia, and I've only ever heard the "Hey motherfarker! Get laid get farked" chant, and never "Hey, what's that? Get laid, get farked!".

Maybe it was a Lower Mainland thing?

Raised on the Sunshine Coast it was 'Hey, hey what' in high school. In the 20 years since I've known it as 'Hey Motherfarker' in AB and QC.

Magorn: So how did they transmit themselves so instantly and so thoroughly with nearly zero variation or "packet loss"?

They probably weren't really transmitted at all. I'm sure most of the jokes you are thinking of are fairly obvious that a whole lot of people thought of at the same time. So, not so much transmission as parallel thought.

Magorn: Farkers old enough to remember the Challenger disaster all know the same three or four stupid jokes about it.

So how did they transmit themselves so instantly and so thoroughly with nearly zero variation or "packet loss"?

Some of them were obvious enough to have spontaneously been created in multiple places. At the time, "No, I said a Bud light" was the punchline of an overexposed national ad campaign.

Heh, when I was a freshmen in high school we had FBLA, Future Business Leaders of America. Yes, it was as terrible as it sounds. We didn't actually do a whole lot during the year but everyone joined because in March we had FBLA State Finals in Emporia, Kansas, which meant road trip and a nights stay in a hotel.

You showed up, took a bunch of tests with titles like "Entrepreneurship", "Business Math", "Business Letter Typing", and such, and the top 3 got awards, blah blah blah. The one year they had a dance at the end of the awards with a DJ and the whole 9 yards. There must have been 10,000 high school kids in this gym, just a mass of people on the dance floor you had to dive into. God knows how many hands were down how many shirts/pants in the middle of the thing.

Anyway at some point the DJ spins Mony Mony of course, and yeah, it's "Hey! Hey What..." coming up from the crowd. Administrators and teachers started jumping up from their chairs and running towards the DJ booth like Jesus Christ himself had just appeared there. They managed to stop the song halfway through to the jeers of the crowd. I'll never forget this as I thought it was the most hilarious commentary on high school I'd ever seen.

Teeming mass of hormone-infused flesh writhing together for hours on end in a 90 degree gym? A-OK!

The word Fark? SHUT. DOWN. EVERYTHING!