Teletubbies. Apparently this show has been around for years, but seeing as I avoid children like genital warts, I’ve never actually witnessed this disturbing phenomenon.
I took the trusty civic to Jiffy Lube today (just hit 100k and still runnin’ like a champ!) and while I was waiting in the “customer waiting area,” I was subjected to these colorful blobs of insanity. Honestly parents, if you can call yourself “parents,” how could you let your children watch this?! They don’t speak! They just gyrate and make weird sounds. And kids crowd around the television and stare like lobotomized monkeys; which leads me to believe its encoded with subliminal messages telling them to go bother the child-less lady sitting in the corner at every commercial break.
Luckily, I escaped relatively unscathed…but I’m going to have nightmares about sunshine and baby heads for a long time to come.
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And you know one of them is gay right? It's the one with the red handbag, go figure...http://www.ishipress.com/teletubb.htm
So you hate Teletubbies...Hmmm...When is your birthday?
hmmm...i'm not sure how you're going to relate my bday to the colorful-mind-controlling-freakazoids, but i'm game.
May 12, 1980
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