Post Number: 606
|Posted on Thursday, February 27, 2003 - 10:27 am: |
I like the story I head - the crew of the TV show hung a blow-up doll, the kind with the suckerfish lips, in the closet to take Mr. Rogers by surprise when he went to get his house sweater. Fred didn't miss a beat. He whipped the doll out and waltzed around the set with it ...
I liked the Saturday Night Live take on him too - people would encounter "Fred" in the XXX section of the video store, say something that would piss him off, and he'd beat the crap out of them.
Post Number: 29
|Posted on Thursday, February 27, 2003 - 9:46 am: |
sometimes when they went to make-believe land with the trolley id forget all about the rest of the program. it was always a shock when the trolley showed up again and id think "oh yeah! thats right"
and am i the only one that thought putting on a house sweater was odd? i mean... who does that?
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Post Number: 263
|Posted on Thursday, February 27, 2003 - 8:49 am: |
When I was real little, i used to wonder why Mr. Rogers was invisible when he walked to his neighbors' houses.
For those who don't remember, they used to show a model of the town he supposedly lived in, and the camera would fly from his "house" to where he was supposed to be going.
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Post Number: 626
|Posted on Thursday, February 27, 2003 - 8:33 am: |
Fred Rogers dies of cancer. He was 74. Jeez, there goes my childhood.
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