Tom Baker wrote:I was in the car on the way back home from the garage and I heard on the radio that the Smitch got the boot, and I said, and I quote:
YYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!
YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!
And I kept repeating that until I got hoarse. Luckily I was alone in the car.
When I got home and got out of the car, I did the Peewee Herman dance. You know, this one:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=66lsN39-TUs
(Although it wasn't as elaborate and didn't involve any bike gangs or alcohol.)
Then I sang, "Hi, ho! The witch is dead, the witch is dead, the witch it dead! Hi, ho! The wicked witch is deeeeeaaaaaaaddddd!!!!"
Woot!
Hey, did ya hear? Smitch was fired!
Did this happen to you when you got back home and went into your kitchen?
http://ca.youtube.com/watch?v=PXueO4d1hl4





















