Thursday, April 26, 2007

For Stuart MacBride

It's hard to explain the appeal of Veggie Tales. How can I properly convey the depth of the lyrics, the catchy tunes? Probably the only way is to show you...

For Stuart: The Pirates Who Don't Do Anything

And, as though that isn't enough to persuade you of the pure genius of Veggie Tales, I must insist you watch this wondrous parody of a therapy session:

I Love My Lips

I will be back with more if I can find the one that goes
We could throw him in the Tigris
Let him float awhile,
Then we'll all sit back and watch him meet
A hungry crocodile
We could put him on a camel's back
And send him off to Ur
With a cowboy hat without a brim
A boot without a spur.

We could give him jelly doughnuts,
Take them all away
Or we could fill his ears with cheese balls
And his nostrils with sorbet
We could use him as a footstool
Or a table to play Scrabble on
Then tie him up and beat him up
And throw him out of Babylon!

It's a really funky dance number.

Oh I missed this one, and anyone who's ever been reviewed might enjoy this one:


JamesO said...

Thank you for that, Sandra. It's going to take weeks to get 'The Pirates Who Don't Do Anything' out of my head now.

Perhaps I can bludgeon it out with a hammer. Or failing that, booze.

Sandra Ruttan said...

You're welcome James! And if I can add one thing, I recommend booze. It's getting hammered without bloodshed. Usually.

angie said...

You've really earned that "Force of Evil" title, haven't ya?

Sandra Ruttan said...

I wear it with great pride. No, I have no shame at all.

Jack Ruttan said...

These are cute, but I'm suspicious.

Sandra Ruttan said...

Suspicious? They're from children's Christian videos. Maybe that's what's got you wondering?