The BuddaBings Party Gang
are a singing goof-troop very
much into parody. Instead
of striving to be wise guys, they only want to be wise
They were
86'd from the GalMauroCrime Family for making fun
of the Sopranos, the Godfather flics, and other such
family entertainments.
They are currently in planning phase of their biggest
caper yet — knocking off Christmas.
Excerpts
From FBI Dossier and their St. Guido School permanent records
The world's badassiest party gang
began their nefarious careers in Hoboken, New Jersey,
ripping off school reports from their classmates, rewriting
them as their own, and selling them to other students.
In junior high, Vinnie, and Tony fixed their
first election, putting Louie, in as class treasurer.
This break allowed them to score enough cash on "Hall
Passes" for
a weekend on the Jersey Shore. From their hideout in the
backroom of the Chatterbox Lounge, they posed as missionaries
from Indiana, collecting funds to teach basketball
to needy Pakistannis.
In high school, the tricky trio became bookies, and in
the process, not only fixed wrestling matches, spelling
bees, and the girls high school bakeoff, but ripped
off the bake-off recipes and were published by Betty
Crocker.
Their modis operandi was thus established. Rip it
off. Change it. And sell it as your own.
The boys recently hooked up
with D'Oliya, a hit women from
Newark, whom Hi-Tone thought he was picking up in a neighborhood
pub. Instead, she was fulfilling a contract out on him for
singing on fake Frank Sinatra cds. After a few hours of mutual "torture" Hi-Tone
convinced D'Oliya to abort the contract and join the gang.
The final addition to the gang was Gun-Molly Walsh who stole their roadster for a joy ride to Atlantic City,
not knowing that they had an Internal Revenue agent in
the trunk. Molly's uncle in the Westies was the only thing
that kept the wild young lady from joining the IRS guy
in the Jimmy Hoffa Park in the Meadowlands. But Molly couldn't be full time, so they got her on a work study program so she could finish her Masters degree, while working with the gang on weekends robbing bodegas and stealing bling from rap artists.
Well, there is one more addition for the holidays, but how
they hooked up with a cross-dressing Clydesdale with species-envy
is a story that we have sworn a blood oath of secrecy and will not reveal unless we get a deal with WitSec.
The BuddaBings' next big score will be this Christmas... when
even Santa and Rudolf won't be safe.
Psychological Profile
Testimony of Dr. Gianni Carlucci at their trial for music laundering.
At first, the BuddaBings may seem like the kind of rotten,
depraved human beings who would hijack Santa, knock-off Christmas,
and change the lyrics to all the Christmas Classics into beer
drinking songs. And it may seem that way, because
that is what they've done.
However, they really are not all that
bad.
Down deep, they really would like to be good guys. They
want to do “something
good for everybody… like throw a big party”.
They tell me they only “hijacked” the holiday season
so they could make it, as Louie said, “more fun than watching
a card counter try out cement overshoes on a riverboat casino
cruise."
Unfortunately, while the boys want to do good, they still revert
to some bad habits from the old days.
What they need is understanding, a good venue to put on their
shows, and a corporate sponsor that will look the other way
when they resell product samples in their chain of designer
bodegas.
It is my opinion that their music is more important than their
crimes, except maybe the one involving the Social Security
checks that somehow were inadvertently deposited in their accounts,
but none-the-less deserves at least a slap on the wrist.
It is my professional opinion that were insane at the time
they recorded "Don't Whiz Into The Fountain" and
are not responsible for the rash of criminal whizzing in
New York City's Hell Kitchen district.