After this week of Paula Deen making all of us Southerners look like troglodytes, it's nice to see a song like this:
This is so evocative of the weird kids I played in bands with growing up in Alabama. The important thing to realize is that Froggy Fresh is in on the joke, but (like Will Farrell) absolutely committed to its proper delivery.
If anyone else has any counterproposals for official songs of this summer, please share with links. In any case, there is no longer any reasonable debate about the cause of James' crying.
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