Karla woke up in an excellent mood. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, the whole day was just...shpadoinkle.
"The sky is blue and all the leaves are green," Karla sang, looking shocked.
"The sun's as warm as a baked potato.
I think I know precisely what I mean,
When I say it's a shpadoinkle day.
And as I ride with my girl,
She's my best friend in the whole world!
We'll move along, set our goals high
With eyes full of hope as we aim for the...
Sky is blue and all the leaves are green.
My heart's as full as a baked potato.
I think I know precisely what I mean,
When I say it's a shpadoinkle day!
When I say it's a happy-go-moinkaly lucky shpadoinklely...dayyyyyy.
Karla blinked. What the Hell? No, seriously, what the Hell.
Fortunately, that seemed to be over and done with. She swung her legs out of bed to get up and get started for the day, glad the singing was over.
"Hey, all, sorry about that!" was what she meant to say. When she opened her mouth, though, all that came out was the reprise:
It's a long, long way for us to go,
But if we don't try we'll never know.
Stay optimistic, set our goals high,
There's nothing we can't do if we aim for the...
Sky is blue and all the leaves are green.
The air's as pure as a baked potato.
We think we know exactly what we mean,
When we say it's a shpadoinkle day.
When we say it's a shpadoinkle day!
[Gone for the day! Still (extreme) SP is love.]
"The sky is blue and all the leaves are green," Karla sang, looking shocked.
"The sun's as warm as a baked potato.
I think I know precisely what I mean,
When I say it's a shpadoinkle day.
And as I ride with my girl,
She's my best friend in the whole world!
We'll move along, set our goals high
With eyes full of hope as we aim for the...
Sky is blue and all the leaves are green.
My heart's as full as a baked potato.
I think I know precisely what I mean,
When I say it's a shpadoinkle day!
When I say it's a happy-go-moinkaly lucky shpadoinklely...dayyyyyy.
Karla blinked. What the Hell? No, seriously, what the Hell.
Fortunately, that seemed to be over and done with. She swung her legs out of bed to get up and get started for the day, glad the singing was over.
"Hey, all, sorry about that!" was what she meant to say. When she opened her mouth, though, all that came out was the reprise:
It's a long, long way for us to go,
But if we don't try we'll never know.
Stay optimistic, set our goals high,
There's nothing we can't do if we aim for the...
Sky is blue and all the leaves are green.
The air's as pure as a baked potato.
We think we know exactly what we mean,
When we say it's a shpadoinkle day.
When we say it's a shpadoinkle day!
[Gone for the day! Still (extreme) SP is love.]