Thursday, August 7, 2008

Sad Note

Larry LaPrise died. With all the sadness and trauma going on in the world at the moment, it is worth reflecting on the death of a very important person, which almost went unnoticed last week. Larry LaPrise, the man that wrote "The Hokie Pokey" died peacefully at the age of 93. The most traumatic part for his family was getting him into the coffin.They put his left leg in. That's when the trouble started...


Bush Babe (of Granite Glen) said...

You are too funny... my girlfriend and I are falling off the couch here...
*goes off humming: left foot in, left foot out!*


Pencil Writer said...

As they say down South, Debby, you're such a mess. That translates into a term of endearment. Really. You are SUCH a mess!

"They put his left leg in. That's when the trouble started..."

Melinn said...

I broke my arm when I was 10 doing the Hokey Pokey on roller skates.

The Hokey Pokey and roller skates don't really go together with all that shake it all about stuff.

Thanks for the memory!

RIP Larry LaPrise

jeanie said...

I could see it coming but I had to keep on reading.

Hal Johnson said...

I love groaners! Here's one:

A three-legged dog rides into Tombstone, Arizona in the late 1800's. He ties his horse up outside the saloon, and hobbles inside.

The sheriff, having watched the dog arrive, crosses the street and enters the saloon. He sees the dog sitting at the bar, the stump of his missing leg sticking just barely beyond the holster of his six-gun.

The sheriff approaches. "Dog," he says, "we don't want any trouble in this town. State your business."

You know what the dog said in reply, huh?

"Somebody shot my paw."

Debby said...

Hal. *groan*

Mikey said...

groan... all of you, lol