Big Bird Brained

(After our 8th grade semi-formal, five of us have a sleepover. Since we’d been acting like adults all night, the next morning we decided to regress and watch ‘Sesame Street,’ which none of us had seen since about kindergarten.)

Friend #1: *to all of us* “So who was your favorite character?”

Me: “I always liked Grover. And the Count! Ah ah ah!”

Friend #2: “C is for cookie!”

Friend #3: “I liked Big Bert best.”

(We are rather puzzled by that answer.)

Friend #1: “Uhhh… do you mean Bert, or Big Bird?”

Friend #3: “Not Bert, Big Bert!”

Friend #4: “Um, [Friend #3], there’s only Big Bird. You know, eight-feet tall, with feathers?”

Friend #3: “No, that’s Big Bert. There’s Bert and Big Bert. They’re both yellow. Why would they call a big bird Big Bird? That’s silly. It’s like calling you Blonde Girl or something.”

(It took finding an old Sesame Street book in the basement and showing her ‘Big Bird’ printed on the page before she believed us!)