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ROFLMAO !!!! Oh, Lois .... 
When does the DVD come out?
Woof! Hehe.
and i thought being barney would be the worst. i stand corrected. 
Ouch..a broken cooter bone!!!!! Am I the only one who doesn't know who Clifford the big red dog is?? I was a deprived child.wah.
OH Lord... that was TOO freaking funny...
"Pervy the Cooter Clutching Big Red Dog"
I just about died laughing... so much so, that I had to make up some BS excuse as to why i was laughing, so as not to get caught blogging at work...
hehehe!
i've also fractured my cooter bone... during a girl's basketball game. that took a while to heal. >_<
good thing you got out of there in time! don't want the crazy PTA lady after you.
~wyn
a day in a hot stinking Clifford outfit; no really, why didn't you offer againa and again!
Sounds like quite the adventure! You were lucky to escape with your life the first time...and smart to run away. :o)
Yes, I can understand how you are now totally traumatized by that experience. I stay away from wearing animal suits such as that. I'm sure my experience would be the same. I'm so glad this stuff happens to someone else so I can laugh about it.
Ohhhh Lois... the visiuals... LOL!! So funny, thank you for sharing that great story!
Note to self : never dress up as a big red dog!
Thats hilarious. Our principal dresses in a clifford suit now and again. I had no idea the agony he was enduring! LOL
I once borrowed my boy cousin's bike, slipped off the seat and landed on the crossbar with my cooter bone. Worst pain ever. But at least I wasn't dressed up like a big red dog.
I once played Santa at a department store mall for a story for the Yakima (Wash.) Herald. Wore a D cup, as I recall. Or maybe that's what the Moms were wearing. I don't remember.
Sounds like you weren't good at saying "no" to the PTA back then either, Lois. When you are going to post pictures of you as Clifford? I'm sure we'd all appreciate them. LOL
I'm sorry the experience was so traumatic. It's truly unfortunate that little kids heads are at such a disabling height to us adults.
I once escorted Cookie Monster through the offices of the LA Times. Don't ask. But it ended more or less the same way.
So basically what you are saying is, that since you got your ass kicked last time you are CHICKEN??!!?? Well maybe the PTA Nazi could get you a big red chicken suit?? LOL!! I crack myself up!! Well way to wiggle out Lois the BIG RED CHICKEN!!
Love ya sista!
Ang
Heh heh... you said 'cooter bone'... heh heh...
Bwaahaahaaa!
*breathes* *sees Cootera's comment*
Bawaahaaahaaa!
I found a spare hour - I can blog - Hooray!
Thanks for your very thorough answer. I can see why you don't ever want to endure that again.
Pervy the Dog could be the new mascot that comes to school to teach kids about their private parts and how no one is supposed to touch them there, until, that is, they are older and wish to have them touched, but then that message would need to be presented by Rubber the Dog.
I think "Pervy the Cooter Clutching Big Red Dog" would be a great name for a band.
PBS has nothing on your Clifford tales. Renee
Thanks for the heads-up! Now I know to never ever volunteer for such a task. I just dodged a big red furry bullet!
I can't believe you resisted clutching it, you horn dog!
Oh Lois..that was so good!
As usual, you have put a silly grin on my face. It reminds me of the time that I played Santa Clause. Fortunately I was well, "ahem" padded just in case. Too funny!!!!
"Pervy the Cooter Clutching Big Red Dog"
I came back three times to read that part. You're a trip, Lois!
There's nothing better than being a big, foam headed hero to children. I've done it countless times and I'll do it again. Next time I'll get a pic of it for my blog. Where's your pic Lois?
ROFLMAFAO!!! Oh, that is CLASSIC!!!
and ouch.
Truth is stranger than fiction! Who has to make up stuff when life is full of stories like this? That was great....
Ha ha, you paint quite the visual!
lol that is to funny...I have never done clifford, they usually get the newest teacher to do it lol as he only makes an appearance at book sale night...lol
Nothing like being a Big Red Dog, and getting racked in the family jewels! At least no one offered you a bone! LOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Love,
Sarah
Ok, i am scratching out my suggestion as Lois being the 5th Wiggle.
That's reason enough for me, Lois. I was Santa once. The fat teacher who was supposed to do it didn't show up. I weighed about 130 pounds. Nothing like getting all dressed up in a thoroughly ridiculous custome to be outed by a five year old, "Hi, Mr. Buckley. I like your boots."
ROFL!!!!! omg that brought back memories, Lois! I was WAMO the Muttaburrasaurus for a couple of years - will have to post a pic of him :*)
"Face inside a steamy dog head" something is really wrong with that statement.
Funny.
LOL!!! I'll make a mental note not to succumb to that situation. Great story!
The cooter bone....missed that one in anatomy class...LOL..
I always imagine the person under the suit to be a man...I wonder if this could be a true indication of our sexuality. You think?
That is the funniest thing I have ever read! I got an abs workout sitting here laughing at that!
LMAO...we have Clifford stories three times a week at the school where I work. You would be dog meat if you came to visit us. Too, too funny!
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