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Sesame Street: One Strange Place To Live

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Is it just me, or does Sesame Street seem like a really strange street to live on? No one who lives there seems to mind that most of the houses are lived in by puppets. How do you explain this to people that you invite to your house for dinner? “Ok, so come by at around 6:00 tonight. You have my address right? Ok good… oh…. and by the way… all of my neighbors are puppets.”

They’d be like “Uhh, excuse me? Puppets?” And you’d go “Yeah, you might park the car and start walking to my door and then all of a sudden a blue puppet could come up to you asking for cookies. Don’t worry about it, it’s perfectly normal.”

How would a real estate company sell a house on Sesame Street? What would that ad look like in the newspaper. “For Sale: 1 family duplex, 3 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms, fireplace, puppet in a garbage can”

I think I want to be a comedian.

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  • Tom

    It’s not the puppets that need explaining, it’s what appears to be human arms sticking out of their rectums. Try to explain that to a visiting relative or friend. Chances are, they’ll be checking behind you.

  • That’s true.

    The situation wouldn’t be as strange if they were at least normal everyday puppets. But they’re not. They are the complete opposite. They are obsessed with counting, they sing songs, they spell stuff. What the hell? Just be a puppet and go about your business. Don’t count how many steps I take everyday to walk from my front door to my car. No, I don’t wanna sing a song about the letter Q. Go away. I’m late for work.

  • Eric Olsen

    the dark subject of human/puppet love – the love that dare not speak its name – is never far away