Anyway, the poor little masochistic creation of Walter Williams never had a chance around that evil Mr. Sluggo and of course Mr. Hands. Spot the dog didn't fare too well either, but it sure made us kids laugh. With sayings like, "Ohhhhh noooooooo . . ." and various other pleas for help, Bill wormed his way into our hearts and made us shoot Trix flavored milk out of our nose. And now all these years later you can find him in your local grocery store as a lovable dog toy (what would Spot say?).
Bill's modern rival would be Annoying Orange and his sidekick, "Knife" who slashes opponents to their juicy end. Not quite as innocent as Mr. Bill being squashed by a huge steamroller, but violent all the same. And now that I think of it, this all started with Punch and Judy, so I hereby blame the French for all this nonsense.
I still love you Mr. Bill. I promise Henry will be nice. What's that? No squeaker inside? "Ohhhhh, noooooooooo . . ."
I remember that high pitched squeaky voice...
ReplyDeleteOhhhh, yessssssssss. I loved Mr. Bill and remember him with a smile on my face.
ReplyDeleteMr. Bill at the beach comes to mind ... Hilarious skit!
ReplyDeleteI caught The Uncle Floyd Show one summer when it made it out west, briefly... don't remember Mr. Bill being on it at that time, but by then, he'd already been on SNL. Both were pretty funny bits.
ReplyDeleteCongrats on your book!