Hello, and Girls. This is a that I like to call, ``Peter and the Wolf''. Are you sitting Are you!? Good, let's begin....
Each character is represented by a different instrument of the orchestra.
For instance, the part of the Bird is played by a flute, like this...
The part of the Duck is played by an oboe...
Louie the Cat is a clarinet. All right, not really a clarinet. He's --- you know, he's represented by a clarinet....
The of the Grandfather will be played by Don Amiche. He... make it? Oh. Huh. Okay, um, hmm, in that case, the part of the Grandfather be played by, huh, a bassoon....
French horns play the part of... uhm... three French horns... uh...
(The Wolf! It's the Wolf!) Right! The Wolf. the Wolf....
The kettle and bass drum represent the sub-machine-gun fire of the hunters...
And, of course, as always, the part of Bob the Janitor is by the accordion.
Well, it for the introductions. And now, the story.
A long time ago, in a galaxy far far away... uh.... Oh, me...
upon a time --- I think it was last Thursday --- a boy named Peter opened the and went out into the big green meadow.
On the branch of a big tree sat a bird. ``All is quiet'', the bird. cow! A talking bird!'', thought Peter.
Just then, Bruce the Duck came waddling by. Bruce was very happy Peter hadn't closed gate and he decided to check out the pond in the meadow.
Billy the Bird saw the Duck, so he decided to fly down and pick an him.
``What kind of bird are you if you fly?'', he said; to which the Duck cleverly replied, a duck! Stupid!''
They and argued. The Duck swimming in the pond. The little bird along the shore. (Scratch) Sorry.
Suddenly, something caught Peter's eye --- and you know how that can be. It was the Cat crawling through the grass.
Louie the Cat thought, ``If the is busy arguing, I'll just grab him''. So quietly, Louie crept him on his velvet paws. Well, his paws weren't really velvet... were, you know, kind of like velvet. It's a, what d'ya call it? Uh, a `metaphor'. a metaphor, get it?
``Look out! Look out! Look out! Look out! Look out! out! Look out! Look out! out!'', advised Peter.
The bird immediately flew up into the tree... while the Duck quacked at Louie the Cat... from the of the pond.
Louie the Cat walked around the and thought, ``Is it worth climbing up so high, or should I just send out for
Grandfather came out. He was all bent out of because Peter had gone the meadow.
``It's a place. If a Wolf should come out of the forest, then what you do, huh?'' Peter did not answer, because all, it was a rhetorical question.
Boys Peter are afraid of a lot of things, like Nuclear annihilation and flunking algebra, but they're not of Wolves.
But Grandfather got in a headlock and dragged him home, telling him that he was grounded and that he couldn't any cartoons for three weeks.
then, as luck would have it, a big, mean, hairy, ferocious, snarling, carnivorous Wolf, huh, did out of the forest! But I we all knew that was coming. I mean, the story is called, `Peter and the Wolf'. We very well call it, `Peter and the Wolf' if there any wolf, could we? Huh, that be really stupid.
The Cat was up the tree in a twinkling; is about, oh, 2.3 seconds.
Bruce the Duck so hard that he propelled himself backwards and up dry land.
For those of you taking notes, is a fine practical example of Newton's Law of Motion, which clearly states that for every action there is an and opposite reaction.
But no matter how quickly tried to waddle away, he couldn't escape Seymore the Wolf who was wearing his best of tennis shoes.
The Wolf was closing in on the Duck. It was getting and closer and closer and and then....
He got 'em! He got 'em! Oh no! Oh, it was terrible! Oh, oh I can't it! Oh! The humanity! The humanity! Oh my God! Ahh-hoh, oh, huh.
And then with one big gulp, Seymore him down. (Burp)
Um, let me recap the story in case you just walked into the room: Louie the Cat was sitting on one branch. the Bird was on another branch, not too close to Louie, and Bob the was at home defrosting his refrigerator.
The Wolf walked around the so many times that he made a small trench.
Meanwhile, was standing behind the closed gate, videotaping everything that was on.
Suddenly Peter got an idea. He ran home and got a big of his grandfather's unwaxed floss.
One of the branches of the tree that the Wolf was was conveniently stretched out over a high wall.
Peter scaled the wall, lickity-split, which is faster than a twinkling.
Then he grabbed the branch and onto the tree.
Peter said to Billy the Bird, ``I want you to fly and circle around the Wolf's to distract him, but be very careful he doesn't catch you and bash your in and tear out your lungs and chew you up into itsy-bitsy little pieces.''
``Okay'', the bird.
Billy the Bird almost touched the Wolf's with his wings while the Wolf snapped at him. ``Go ahead'', said the Wolf, ``make my day''.
``Come on, cut it out'', snarled the Wolf, askin' for trouble, Punk''. But Billy the just kept on harassing him.
Meanwhile, Peter made a lasso out of the dental floss and, letting it down, caught the by the tail and pulled with all his might.
Feeling himself caught, the got really ticked off and started jerking back and forth.
Peter tied the other end of the dental to the tree and left the Wolf in mid-air. ``Hey, Big Bad Wolf'', said Peter, ``why you come up here and get us
``I would'', said the Wolf, ``but, well, I'm kinda up right now.''
Just then, some members of the National Association came out of the woods, firing magnums, uzis and bazookas.
But Peter yelled, shoot. Billy the Bird and I have caught the Wolf. Now, take him to the Zoo''.
``Great idea!'', said the hunters, ``and if he likes that, next we'll him to Disneyland!''
Just imagine the victory parade. was at the head. (Flush) But after a few minutes he was and then the parade began with Peter at the front.
After him, the leading Seymore the Wolf.
Then Grandfather, and the Cat, and finally, Bob the janitor who had to up the whole mess. Grandfather shook his head discontentedly, ``Well, Peter, if you hadn't caught the Wolf? then?'' ``Well'', said Peter, ``he probably have ripped out my intestines with his teeth.'' ``(Cough/gag/choke)'', said Grandfather, ``I that, you idiot. It was a question.''
Above them, Billy the Bird chirped proudly. ``Yeah, right. We bad. We bad''.
decided that he'd had enough of the pond and the meadow and the whole scene, so he ran off to Los Angeles and joined a Heavy Metal band.
And what about Bruce the Well, the Wolf had been in such a that he swallowed him... alive! which means the gastric slowly disolved his body and he died a long, death.
However, you'll be happy to hear just a few years later he was reincarnated as MacLaine.
And the moral of the story is... oral hygiene is important. Make sure you see your dentist at least a year