Yo Gabba Gabba
My friend Seamus has an important research position, which occasionally (see: frequently) requires him to send me random YouTube clips and Top 100 lists. This video was of particular importance, as it is apparently the favorite TV show of our friends’ children. After watching it, I feel like I’ve been possessed by a demon. A party in my tummy demon.
I can’t believe that all my life, I have neglected to invite my meals into my stomach before eating them. I feel like such a boor. Never again. The next time someone takes me out to dinner, I’m going to exhibit perfect etiquette: “Does flank steak want to go to the party? The party in my tummy? And does Zinfandel want to go to the party in my tummy? Yeah! So yummy! So yummy!”
Dinner anyone?
Filed under: General on January 29th, 2008
January 28th, 2008 at 10:24 pm
I can’t really articulate the level of hate I feel towards you right now for posting this.
I employ college students which means I am sent videos of this nature DAILY while we’re all at work. I watched this video back in November and it took about 5 weeks for me to not think of this song any time anybody said party or tummy. Here’s to another 5 weeks!
January 28th, 2008 at 10:29 pm
Ok, that is just wrong. Disturbing and wrong, because I do not think the food should be THAT HAPPY to be eaten.
I don’t want my food to be responsive AT ALL.
January 28th, 2008 at 10:37 pm
abigail: ROFL! this should go on your “why i’m an a**hole” post. my friend sent it to me last week and i can’t stop singing it either. YUMMY YUMMY!
tracy lynn: no doubt! little do they know that tummy’s full of acid. some party.
January 28th, 2008 at 11:41 pm
Abigail frightened me. I’m NOT going to click! LALALALA, I can’t hear you!!!
Look, if there’s a party in my tummy, I’m pretty sure that enough alcohol will break it up, and if it doesn’t, at least then I won’t care anymore.
January 29th, 2008 at 6:35 am
shari: do you not do everything abigail tells you to not do? if abigail didn’t jump off a cliff, i suppose you wouldn’t jump off a cliff, too? i thought you were stronger than that.
January 29th, 2008 at 7:27 am
Buh.
Gah.
Fneh!
Please excuse me. I am periodically losing the power of speech due to AWESOMENESS!
January 29th, 2008 at 11:33 am
That is my favorite new song and I am going to sing it every meal. When I watched the video every time it got to the end it would skip back and replay the last 20 seconds or so, so that the chorus just kept going and going and going like a broken record. Awesome.
January 29th, 2008 at 5:11 pm
Aaaack! I clicked. Now there’s a party in my tummy. So yummy, so yummy. Yummy, yummy. I blame you, Jenny. Abigail, I need supervision.
January 29th, 2008 at 6:52 pm
Shari, I warned you.
Jenny, go jump off a cliff.
January 29th, 2008 at 9:09 pm
sween: don’t worry, speech function usually returns after 6-8 hours.
asia: it’s almost like youtube knows you don’t want the song to end!
shari: i think this is a big step for you to finally break free from abigail’s mind control.
abigail: hey abigail? YEAH! in my tummy. PARTY PARTY! YEAH! in my tummy!
January 30th, 2008 at 7:54 am
Is it wrong that I have watched this five times now?
Over two days?
And that it culminated with me dancing up and down the hallway in front of My Lovely Wife making stomach party motions?
Is that wrong?
January 30th, 2008 at 12:07 pm
hey now, party in my tummy is exactly what this world needs!
-myrth
http://www.gabbanation.com
January 30th, 2008 at 12:53 pm
sween: not at all, but after you check out the email i just sent you, you may need to get into a 12-step program.
myrth: preaching to the choir, my friend. preaching to the choir.
January 30th, 2008 at 4:59 pm
Personally, I prefer the Fat Bastard approach vs. being polite and cheerful to my food…
“GET IN MY BELLY! I ATE A BABY!!
January 30th, 2008 at 9:27 pm
I don’t even know where to start.
January 30th, 2008 at 9:28 pm
Maybe I’ll start with the chicken.
February 1st, 2008 at 4:08 pm
The tears. They are a’streamin’ down my face. That damn thing is funny EVERY TIME and equally as disturbing. What if you send your food and invitation and it fails to R.S.V.P.? But, do you really want rude food in your tummy anyway?
February 2nd, 2008 at 7:25 am
Ugh, I saw this. I just thanked goodness that my kids are too old to subject me to this torture. Of course, I banned Barney from my house too.
(Why do they think kids will want to eat things that might be talking to them??)