The DoodleBops are no longer banished from this house. I said it was forever, turns out I really meant 3 weeks. The Talker really likes the show and yesterday it captivated all three kids.
Twenty three minutes of quiet? You betcha. Welcome back, old friends. Even though you are freaky mutants.
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Much like watching a train wreck - you stare in dismay, but also in wonder - "This isn't actually happening, is it?!" - "Nah - I didnt just watch that!!" "Well, THIS can't happen to many times in one lifetime".
Such is the way that, in self admitted termoil, I tune in to these mutant clowns, and can't seem to get their damn songs/phrases outta my head.
"Let's get on the bus - ITS TIME TO GO!"
"Oh, but I GOTTA pull the rope!"
AHGGHGHHG -----someone shoot me (preferably with one of those spiderman web blaster thingies, that shoots stringy stuff - maybe the smell will bring me back to the edge!!)
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The DoodleBops give me the heebie jeebies. They're just creepy.
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