It's World Hypnotism Day kids.
You know what that means don't you. You're getting very sleepy. Like most time when you read this blog. Now Sleep!
You will celebrate... you Will celebrate....you WILL CELEBRATE.
Oh, and cluck like a chicken of course. Can't forget that one. It's a classic.
But seriously kids, I was actually hyp-mo-tized (that's the correct pronunciation) once. It was at country fair when I was in high school. Seriously, who could make this stuff up. My buddy Mac and I both went and got picked to be on stage with about 15 other people.
The hypmotist (whose name escapes me but who had one of those really cheesy faux hypmotist voices you've seen in every bad movie) had us fold our hands together and then told us we couldn't get them apart. That one really worked.
But when he told us to SLEEP, it never really worked. In fact a couple of us got the giggles.
He also had me lay down on the stage and said that I couldn't move anything but my head. And when he talked to me, I yelled "I Been Hy Mo Tized." He didn't like that I got a bigger laughs than his weak shtick, so that was the end for me. For the rest of the big show, I just had to sit on a chair and pretend to be asleep.
I always try that SLEEP voice on my friends' kids when they won't shut up. It never works, but I figure it's worth a try. You never know.