While you're listening to this podcast, I'm causing mischief.

Like creeping past sleepy granddad to sneak a pot of Petty Faloo from the fridge.

Because Petty Falue fuels the mischief.

Boom!

Mom says that Petty forlue is made with calcium and vitamin D for healthy bones.

She knows best, most of the time.

Fueling mischief with petty flu. Oh, It's the Bob and Tom Show.

When I was a small boy.

When I was a small boy I'd climb into my bed. My mother would turn off the light and pat my little head.

She would tell me lessons she had learned.

In part wisdom, she passed along.

Then she'd stand in my shadowed room and sing this little song.

Never trust a puppet.

Puppets are untrue.

No matter what the puppet says,

he don't care about you.

Never trust a puppet. Popets are insincere. Somehow everyone always finds out what you whisper in a puppete.

When I was a young girl I got a puppet for my birthday.

We went everywhere together and played and laughed and sang.

But the puppet started lying.

In taking things that didn't belong to it.

And saying it appropriate things at my parents' parties.

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