I could be buzzing all around you on a hot summer day and you wouldn’t even recognize me as your son-child, you would just think, “Get away mosquito.” From my point of view, you would be 3,000 dads because of the way I have designed the eyeballs. I might be saying “Dad it’s me, dad it’s me” but you wouldn’t be able to understand my language because of its buzzing.
I have spent over 10 years and $94,000 putting together my mosquito costume, and now I am pleased to announce that I have become a mosquito. The costume is quite realistic and I have even attached bladders to the nose thing, so I can suck up liquids when I puncture them with my nose thing.
Mambo No. 1 was written in 1923 and is almost unrecognizable compared to its modern counterpart. Instead of talking about Monica or Erica, Lou Bega I (1895-1959) instead wrote about having "A little bit of Myrtle in my life" and "A little bit of Agnes by my side". Additionally there were no references to "gin and juice" or "liquor stores" as prohibition had been in effect for 3 years at this point.
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