Ken's Corner

When Ken and I got together, I knew we weren't "the normal couple". I knew that we were a little "unconventional" and maybe we did tend to go "against the grain". (Big surprise, eh?) So it came as no shock to hear my husband singing his own twisted renditions of nursery rhymes to our son.

Perhaps you've heard these musical masterpieces...

"This little piggy went to the market to get a bottle of scotch. This little piggy stayed home and scratched his crotch..."

or

"This little piggy went to the market to get a bottle of scotch. And this little piggy stayed home because he was on government subsidy so his lazy butt didn't have to do anything..."

If those arrangements were pleasing to you, listen to this heart warming interpretation...


"Little Miss Muffet sat on her tuffet eating her curds and whey. Along came a spider who sat down beside her and said 'What's in the bowl '*witch*'?"

And let's not forget about special moments like these...

"Three blind mice, three blind mice. See how they run, see how they run. They all ran after the farmer's wife who cut off their tails with a carving knife....Say, why are there three mice blind? What are the chances of having three blind mice in one litter? I don't understand why someone would make up such a stupid song."

*Sigh* Ken, what am I gonna do with you?