Creepy Crawlies

There are lots of stuff in this world that gives me the heebie-jeebies....weird bugs that fly/jump, the sound of cardboard rubbing together, couples where the man is so old you don't if they're bf/gf or father/daughter.

But the kicker of all kickers is probably children singing. Before any parents want to go buck wild on me, I don't mean the cute kind you're four year old does for the Christmas play. I mean the ridiculous, sequined costumed, Star Search version where you can tell the parents are praying to everything holy their kid is gonna be the next Brittney Spears.

The kind with the overly expressive toddlers and preteens attempt to wow us with their jazz-hands and helmet-hair. Seriously people, your kid's not a cash cow. And if you really wanted your kid to be a Brittney Spears, maybe you should pick up an Us Weekly once in a while. You might change your mind.

What brought this all on you might ask? I was channel flipping recently and came across a Full House episode with this big talent show at the end. Right in between Stephanie screwing up big time, and learning a lesson from Uncle Jesse there was this downright obnoxious duet of two kids singing "Don't Go Breaking My Heart." (duet's multiply the ick-factor ten fold for obvious reasons: They're usually singing about love-- and they're kids, the inappropriate looks they share, the almost PG-13 dance move, etc. Grrr)

I'll survive though, cause at least I can turn the channel. There's no remote to remove the Praying Mantis thats been camping out on my door for three days.