Mood: nostalgic for the days when I was easily amused by myself
Barney & Oscar Meyer: a match made in heaven
There are few things more annoying than kids who have just discovered the concept of parody, though this one -- concocted by an eight-year-old -- amuses me:
My balogna has a first name, it's Y-O-U S-U... C-K. My balogna has a second name, it's A L-O and T.
Meh, could be worse. When Barney was new, my parents had friends whose kid was three years old and absolutely loved that show. We babysat him a few times but once was enough for me to write my own version of that damn song:
I hate you, You hate me. I think I'll blow up Barney. Then I'll pick all the pieces up and send them straight to you, tonight we're having Barney stew.
I'm not proud of these lyrics, but "Barney stew" is a pretty entertaining idea, provided I'm not the one who has to eat it.