Friday, December 28, 2012


"Phyew phyew phyew phyew-phyew-phyew. Neener neener neener nerrrrrrrrrrrrr. Errr. It is a pleasure to meet you, Captain. Weeeeher weeher. Plah! Plah! Plah! Vooooooooooooooooooooooooo. Voo. Choowah. I have come for your men! Blam. Kablam. Blam! Prepare for lift-off. Kapeeeeeew. Shjjjjjjjjjj. Shjah sjah sjah! I am an alien. I am an alien. I AM AN ALIEN. I AM AN ALIEN. Phew!"


  1. Sounds just like the breakfast table conversation at our house.

  2. My sister and I used to babysit our little next door neighbor boy, a freckled redhead who made famous the term "I'm backering up! I'm backering up!" when playing with his Hot Wheels.

    He is now almost 40 and the owner of a string of successful, chic eateries in the city where we grew up. And yet everytime I see him, all I see is "I'm backering up! I'm backering up!"

    That kid never quite goes away in the eyes of those who love him.

  3. These are the only sounds I have heard since Christmas. But they are so much better than the toys that make their own super hero noises. I think toys that make their own sound effects should be banned.

  4. This is what happens when boys don't grow out of "phyew phyew phyew":
    Christmas Laser Beam Cats
    Season's greetings!