Obviously, I am in need of one because the only thing I can report (rather, have time to report) is that it seeeeeeeeeeriously peeves me when Jay Lagaia pronounces "kookaburra" as "koo-koo-burra" on the LGBB's Play School CD. It's not remotely related to the cuckoo, son. What're you doing?
Urrrrrrrrrrgh. Makes something twitch in the base of my neck.
That is all. For now.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
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