Barney, who does not know the purple dinosaur with green spots. I remember back before I had kids I, like thousands to come after me, vowed that my kids will not watch Barney or whatever other silly children’s program. Then you get married, the kids are born. They get difficult, someone suggests Barney (which by the way does make them almost catatonic when they watch it) and in a very sudden lapse of judgment, you find yourself standing in front of the Barney dvd’s and selecting one for your little bundle of joy.
This marks the moment where you are forever ruined. “I love you” will never again hold quite the same association… Nope, you’ll forever more hum it as a song… A Barney song!!!
When eventually the phase passes and the kids are done with watching Barney, you feel a sense of sanity returning and think all is well again with the world. Don’t be fooled!! The second Barney comes on TV at a friends, or can even just be heard softly somewhere in the background, all the songs come rushing back… You remember every word, and the sickening impulse to sing along is so overpowering making you realize… Barney never leaves you!
I’m convinced it is subliminal messaging 🙂 What else could it possibly be? Lol
I love you… You love me… La la la la la la la ( I know you sang it 🙂 )