Our son, the future artist/entertainer/humanitarian extraordinaire, sings the alphabet song to the tune of "Beyond the Sea," then does a little number before his big finish.
posted by Fang Bastardson at 6:25 PM
Born in the wild to Canadian Timberwolves, Fang was wrestled from his mother's teat at an early age and placed in the custody of a government sponsored think tank in New York City. He escaped at age seven by gnawing off a doo-claw and has been riding a wave of self-righteous indignation to Nowheresville, baby, ever since. He is currently enjoying being a PhD (by marriage), but on the advice of his attorney has refused all comment except to assert an apparently deeply-held conviction that frozen strawberries should be thawed, not microwaved.
3 Comments:
Someone has passed along their entertainment genes! Get that kid an agent.
2:31 PM
He's got a big future in musical comedy. Maybe you guys could do a Father-Son act.
1:04 PM
We do three shows a week - Thursdays and weekends. Catch us any time!
1:09 PM
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