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Howdy Doesn't Live Here Anymore

Time for mis-addressed mail for Mr. Doody, that’s what time.  Jackie got this one and started snickering like Beavis and Butthead but I think she was thinking of Mr. Hanky from South Park.  Besides, she hated Howdy Doody growing up.

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For me, it evoked memories of a summer riding around in a friend’s massive station wagon in central Georgia.  The driver would occasionally start singing, for no particular reason, the Clarabell song from the show (to the tune of “Mademoiselle from Armentières“) which for some reason cracked everyone up (drugs may have been involved):

Who’s the funniest clown we know?
Clarabell!
Who’s the clown on Howdy’s show?
Clarabell!
His feet are big, his tummy’s stout,
But we could never do without,
Clara, Clara, Clarabell!
Ooo-la-la!

More than anything, I think it was the Ooo-la-la! (and, again, quite possibly the drugs).

Television personalities from left, Buffalo Bob Smith, Howdy Doody and Clarabell the Clown, Lew Anderson, gather for the 40th anniversary of the "Howdy Doody Show" at the American Museum of Broadcast in New York in November 1987. (AP File)

Television personalities from left, Buffalo Bob Smith, Howdy Doody and Clarabell the Clown, Lew Anderson, gather for the 40th anniversary of the “Howdy Doody Show” at the American Museum of Broadcast in New York in November 1987. (AP File)

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Posted August 5, 2016 by Drunken Bunny in Made Me Laugh

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