"Oops!  I Did It Again!"  
a filk of the charming (COUGH) Britney Spears song 
of the same name

MULDER:
    I think I did it again
    I said to believe
    My crazy theory
    Oh Scully
    It might seem like I'm nuts
    But that doesn't mean
    I'm not serious
    `Cause to jump to conclusions
    Is just so typically me

    Oh Scully, Scully
    Oops!  I did it again!
    I left you behind
    To find aliens
    Oh Scully, Scully
    Oops!  You think that I'm rude
    And that my jokes are lewd
    I'm not *that* inconsiderate.

SCULLY:
    You see, my problem is this:
    I was taken away
    By aliens who may or may not exist
    They killed my only sis
    The case was then closed
    And there's no justice
    `Cause to doubt everything
    Is just so typically me

    Oh Mulder, Mulder
    Oops!  I did it again!
    I shot down your theory
    And debunked your work
    Oh Mulder, Mulder
    Oops!  You think that I'm wrong
    For believing in God
    You're *so* inconsiderate.

(Music slows down and plays faintly in the 
background.  We hear a clip from `Post-Modern 
Prometheus.')

SCULLY:  Psychologists often speak of the denial 
of an unthinkable evil or a misplacement of 
shared fears.  Anxieties taking the form of a 
hideous monster for whom the most horrific human 
attributes can be ascribed.  What we can't 
possibly imagine ourselves capable of we can 
blame on the ogre, on the hunchback, on the lowly 
half-breed.  But common sense alone will tell you 
that these legends, these unverified rumors are 
ridiculous.

MULDER:  But nonetheless, unverifiable, and 
therefore true in the sense that they're believed 
to be true.

SCULLY: Is there anything you don't believe in, 
Mulder?

(Music starts up again.)

SCULLY:
    Oops I did it again to your theory
    Debunked all your work, oh, Mulder
    Oops you (oops you) think that I'm wrong  
        about God
    You're *so* inconsiderate.

MULDER:
    Oops!  I did it again!
    I left you behind
    To find aliens
    Oh Scully, Scully
    Oops!  You think that I'm rude
    And that my jokes are lewd
    I'm not *that* inconsiderate.

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