Friday, November 7, 2008

Hiphopapotamus vs Rhymnocerous (or Noodle vs Mum)

We showed the Noodle this extract (with parental talking loudly over certain moments as a Highly Sophisticated Censorship Technique - pass it on the Stephen Smith), because we thought it would make him laugh when the Hiphopapotumus said "I'm the Hiphopapotamus and my lyrics are bottomless" and then he couldn't think of anything else to say. O yea, it made the Noodle verily laugh like a drain. Hilarious.

Short term outcome has been a very amusing afternoon of the Noodle vs the Mum. Being a charming and non-competitive young fellow though he decided that we should not be in competition but should take over from each other when someone couldn't think of another rhyme in the spirit of cooperation. My lefty, pinko, greeny heart was warmed. Except I was laughing too hard to be sentimental.

His best rhyme was fooooood with illooooooo-(next line)sion. My worst rhyme was tasty with wasty (ie you shouldn't throw away food that is not tasty, because that would be very wasty. Eminen can look out - we'll take him on any day. (Or if Eminem is too, too utterly five minutes ago, we'll take on whoever the contemporary version is, provided that they don't have guns or hang around with Lil Kim, cos she's scary).

Plus I learned how to embed a You Tube video. It wasn't hard. A person needs more ambition.

1 comment:

Ampersand Duck said...

Talking over things is a ripper technique, isn't it? They don't suspect a thing.