No Gabba Gabba.
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July 17, 2009
I love T.V. and I’m not ashamed to admit it. And I would never, EVER considering getting rid of if for a more simplistic life style, or to enrich my way of living, or any other ridiculous reason like that, because I love it, and I would tongue kiss it if I could, or if it could kiss me back, but it can’t, and an inappropriate fondling will have to suffice.
T.V. brings me much joy in the form of The Bachelorette, 30 Rock, Kathy Griffin, Top Chef, Flipping Out, and come to think of it, anything on Bravo. And I’m completely convinced that if I didn’t watch my favorite shows, my hair would burst into flames, I would sprout a tail, my stand mixer would malfunction, all my shoes would turn into lobsters, and I would die.
In that order.
So I’m not really surprised to find out that Berlyn loves T.V. too. The girl L.O.V.E.S the television. She has insisted on watching this show called Yo Gabba Gabba, and when she does her eyes glaze over, her head tilts to one side, and there is a distinct amount of drool that puddles in her lap. I started to worry about the effects this show has on my daughter, so I began to sit down and actually watch the show with her, because usually I flick it on and BOOM! Instant babysitter! Time for a shower. Am I right mommies? No? Shoot. No, what I meant to say is I adore my child, and would never claim that I use the television to entertain her when I’m all out of entertainment and I just need to lay down and pretend I’m drinking a dirty martini, but really its a tall frosty glass of milk with exactly 4 ice cubes, and I’ll have the most intense gas after I finish it, but damn it’s worth it.
That’s actually what I really meant to say, but the point is I started watching it too…and something strange happened. I got sucked in.
Hot Dog! That show is mesmerizing. They have these loopy 80s graphics, that I can identify with, because I am a child of the 80s. And they sing really repetitive songs that talk about liking bugs, and how much fun it is to brush your teeth, and most importantly, there’s this tall skinny guy called DJ Lance Rock who wears an orange unitard, and he’s my favorite. And if he wasn’t so flamboyantly gay, I’d probably have a mammoth-sized crush on him.
But then there are these weird things that he plays with, and I swear one looks like it belongs in an adult (ahem) store…
He’s a one eyed pleasure toy, that has been infected with genital warts. Stay back Berlyn!
So in conclusion, we enjoyed the fun of Yo Gabba Gabba, but I think we’ll go back to watching Sesame Street, because I’m positive they don’t have any vibrator toys on their show.
Yeah I instituted a ban on Yo Gabba Gabba at one time as well. But it wasn’t because of the character looking like a dildo, it was because of DJ Lance looking like a dildo. Seriously. Dude freaks me out.
But now, we don’t even watch TV. Because we are simple people living a simple life in simple Arkansas. Actually the economy sucks and I said the TV had to go before my internetz.
by ashley on July 17, 2009
Okay, that show is totally scary and it’s disturbing how mesmerizing my 3-year-old finds it. I agree with everything you say – but you have to admit how infectiously fun it is to shout randomly throughout the day: Yoooooooooooooooo, gabba gabba!!
by noteverstill on July 17, 2009
There will be no ban of Yo Gabba Gabba in this house. I need it in my life. I need Foo Fa to tell me “Don’t be scared, don’t be afraid, everyone is different” (her words, not mine). And who is gonna let me know if “There’s a party in my tummy, so yummy, so yummy”? You bet ya, the Little Green One. So you see, this is not only a learning show for Jax, I too have learned some very valuable lessons. For that, I will personally be forever grateful to DJ Lance and all of his very smart little friends.
On a side note, watching a skinny little man dancing around in an orange jump is extremely disturbing on quite a few levels. I can only hope that Jax will find some “Cool, Cool, Cool, Tricks” that he enjoys.
by Dena Lucas on July 18, 2009
I can’t sit and watch Yo Gabba Gabba with Gaby any more because she could swear it’s called Yo Gaby Gaby. Oiy! Not only that, but I have always been of the opinion that the orange Gumby-looking thing you posted a picture of up, looks too much like a cross between Gumby and a D!ldo. I just can’t watch it. I’m at the point where I’d rather watch the Doodlebops than Yo Gabba Gabba…or was that Yo Gaby Gaby?
by Audrey at Barking Mad on July 30, 2009
There’s a party in my tummy, so yummy, so yummy!
I almost fell out of my chair when I read “He’s a one eyed pleasure toy, that has been infected with genital warts.”
Now that is what I am going to think every time th show come on.
My two love that show and a few others and it’s the only way I get a shower or can actually get food on the table.
by Cara on August 25, 2009
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