Setting: The Best House in Putnamania
Timeframe: late summer evening, crickets chirping loudly outside, Red Sox floundering badly, game on the tv
Me, washing dishes: "We want a pitcher..."
Hubby, reading the newspaper chimes in for the second portion of this ever popular childish chant: "Not a belly itcher..."
Both of us in unison, laughing hysterically: "hahahahahahahahahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa"
Sometimes the most stupid things can be so much fun!
Do you remember any other childhood rhymes?
Like "Comet, it makes your teeth turn green....Comet, it tastes like gasoline.... Comet, it makes you vomit, so try some Comet and vomit today!"