In the early 50’s, I had a little wooden step up thing. It had a picture of a merry-go-round painted on it and the verse, “Wash your hands and do it well, when you step on this carousel.” Rhymed, but made no sense, even at my age. The nonsense part is what makes me remember it even today, at 70.
Don’t blame Petey, My Hero! It was bound to happen, sooner or later: Alice the Wee Giant will learn to read and to experience the frisson of embarrassment all by herself.
well-i-never over 5 years ago
He couldn’t just say, “How do you like it up there?”
Templo S.U.D. over 5 years ago
Well, at least you tried, Alice.
Liverlips McCracken Premium Member over 5 years ago
Alice is experiencing an expletive-wanted moment.
Liverlips McCracken Premium Member over 5 years ago
Dill is, once more, the voice of calm reason.
erik.vanthienen over 5 years ago
Trump Wee Step … made in China.
Auntie Socialist over 5 years ago
“PEE TEE!” [rapidly expanding view culminating in the Earth from space]
noahproblem over 5 years ago
Who’s scarier – Angry Alice the Tiny Giant or Uh-Oh Baby?
jonesbeltone over 5 years ago
FEE FI FO FUM! I smell the blood of a sticky little boy!
J Quest over 5 years ago
“Wee Step” kind of sounds like my dogs on their morning walk.
Diat60 over 5 years ago
Is a “Wee Step” meant for bathroom use?
MeGoNow Premium Member over 5 years ago
In the early 50’s, I had a little wooden step up thing. It had a picture of a merry-go-round painted on it and the verse, “Wash your hands and do it well, when you step on this carousel.” Rhymed, but made no sense, even at my age. The nonsense part is what makes me remember it even today, at 70.
Indianapolis Smith over 5 years ago
So does Dill grow up to be Dilbert, and Alice grow up to be Alice the engineer in Dill/Dilbert’s office?
Herb L 1954 over 5 years ago
Thar she blows.Hurricane Alice ;)
DCBakerEsq over 5 years ago
Place it atop the manhole cover.
Sisyphos over 5 years ago
Don’t blame Petey, My Hero! It was bound to happen, sooner or later: Alice the Wee Giant will learn to read and to experience the frisson of embarrassment all by herself.
And, for goodness’ sake, hurry, Dill: run!