If you visit my house lately, and if your lap happens to be accessible and within 50 feet of Mr. CM, he will climb right up and make himself at home. He doesn't stop there, though. Give him a few seconds, and he will start rocking back and forth. If you listen closely, you might notice he's saying, "Woh Woh Woh Woh Woh Woh." What on earth? you think. He's asking you to play "Row Row Row Your Boat," of course!
CM wants you to grab his hands, rock him back and forth, and sing. Don't you dare forget his favorite part, the part none of us learned when we were little. "Row Row Row your boat, UNDERNEATH the stream....Haha, fooled you, I'm a submarine." You have to be sure to roll onto your back and lift him over your head on those last words, or the whole point of the game is lost. He cackles quite demonically while looking down at you, and you will become convinced that he was a pirate in his former life. No doubt about it. Before too long, he'll be shouting "Ahoy Matey" and demanding that we all ask permission to come aboard before entering the house.
Where's my Dramamine? (backdated 2/19/2006)
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