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Rowan in the bath tonight, during a period of "I am Sportacus"[1], an obsession stemming from the Lazytown tv show, was pretending to be Sportacus, the sporty Icelandic hero.
Me: "I can wash Sportacus's face, as you need a clean moustache, but you have to be Rowan for a bit as I need to wash your special place. Sportacus doesn't have a vulva. He has a penis."
Rowan: "You be Robbie Rotten then."
Me (to Sam): "Aha, I always suspected they got up to that sort of thing."
Rowan (piping up again): "And I can be the window cleaner!"
My brain: "Boggle".
[1] Of course, I am Brian Blessed.
Me: "I can wash Sportacus's face, as you need a clean moustache, but you have to be Rowan for a bit as I need to wash your special place. Sportacus doesn't have a vulva. He has a penis."
Rowan: "You be Robbie Rotten then."
Me (to Sam): "Aha, I always suspected they got up to that sort of thing."
Rowan (piping up again): "And I can be the window cleaner!"
My brain: "Boggle".
[1] Of course, I am Brian Blessed.
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"I'm Toopie!"
"No, I'm Toopie!"
"You're both wrong! I am Toopie!"
"No, I'm Toopie!"
(repeat for the next 10 minutes ad nauseum).
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Lazytown is Icelandic, healthy lifestyle propaganda and is bizarre enough to be worth watching (from a parent's POV anyway) and as an ex-puppeteer I find the puppet animations fascinating. However the dynamic between the super-hero Sportacus and the bad guy, Robbie Rotten, is so homo-erotic as to be almost worrying - somewhere someone is writing slashy Lazytown fanfic I am sure.
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I've never heard of Lazytown; it don't think it ever made its way over the pond. And now I'm very glad!
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