Oh the horrors

My friend's status message on AIM: Caillou's a pansy (Butterflyfish will understand).

Oh, I do, friend. I do.

As Tranny Head pointed out, the Sprout Channel's parade of horribles can leave a mother scratching her tranny head. But apparently it has not yet driven her to drink. She mentioned the atrocity that is the Teletubbies.

But she did not mention the crime against humanity that is Boobah.

The characters don't even make the semi-intelligble speech of a Teletubby. And there is no narrator. They just squee. Children blow presents into a vortex of light and dance in cirlces on video loop. Then they play the video slow and fast and in reverse. Don't even get me started on the story time people. *shudder*

I thought I had seen the worst children's programming had to offer.

Then my son discovered Yo Gabba Gabba.

I don't have words. I just don't have them.

Fortunately, Youtube can talk for me: Party in my tummy. Watch an animated chicken nugget swim in purple juice while a monster with overlong arms sings "So yummy! So yummy!" Most everything else on Youtube is a mashup so I can't give you anything with the dude who hosts the show. He's frightening in a way that the dude who temporarily replaced Nina Sprout Goodnight Show can only aspire to be.

*shudder*
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I seriously underestimated the creepiness factor.