My sister has had a stuffed koala for years. I used to use it to put on puppetish shows with it. We called it "Fred" because Fred is a good random name. There was a really annoying kiddie electronic book we had, where when you tapped the picture of a koala, it would say in an annoying super-happy voice, "Koalas come from Australia!" And thus the response must always be, "Yeah, we knew that, Fred." So that was how Fred the Koala got his name.
Then there was Moon Ant. He lives in Fred's ear.
Moon Ant likes to play loud rock music, fly about in rockets, and pour cheese on everything.
Fred hates cheese. So much so we made a little jingle for it. "I.... HAAAATE! Cheesy-cheesy-cheese leaves!!!"
But once my voice changed I can't do Moon Ant's excruciatingly high-pitched voice, and it's hard to do Fred's deep tone properly, so there hasn't been a Fred's Funniest Show in years...
Growing up stinks sometimes.
Then there was Moon Ant. He lives in Fred's ear.
Moon Ant likes to play loud rock music, fly about in rockets, and pour cheese on everything.
Fred hates cheese. So much so we made a little jingle for it. "I.... HAAAATE! Cheesy-cheesy-cheese leaves!!!"
But once my voice changed I can't do Moon Ant's excruciatingly high-pitched voice, and it's hard to do Fred's deep tone properly, so there hasn't been a Fred's Funniest Show in years...
Growing up stinks sometimes.