Tuesday, November 20, 2007

Powerful Mojo

I have a confession. I want to beat Curious Georgeto a bloody pulp with a tire iron. Then I want to put him in a casserole and serve him to the man in the yellow hat.

Unfortunately my cherub lights up like a xmas tree every time the monkey comes on. I cherish his delight so much that invariably I give in. I used to think that parents who endured children's programming were brain damaged. Now I know it is something much more sinister.

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