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Banana bats

Is it time for another blog post on Craig Ferguson?

I think so, yes.

CraigyFerg (as he is known on Twitter) was chatting it up with his followers yesterday when Spellchek corrected his Latin entry to read “primate nocturnal”…which led Craig to the inevitable inspiration –

Vampire Monkeys

People suggested names.  (Orangutangula and VanHelchimp were Craig’s favs.)  He even chatted it up in his monologue last night.   And today?

It. Is. Risen.

And strangely enough, looks a lot like Craig.

It’s a great day for America, everybody.

 

Grampy Ferg

I’ve been fairly vocal in my fandom of the Craigy Ferg, better known as Craig Ferguson, host of “The Late Late Show with Craig Ferguson” on CBS.

Did I drop his name enough?  I think you know who I mean.

I usually watch him do his thing via DVR in the mornings while I eat breakfast, and yesterday I got not only the expected laughs from his opening monologue, but this very important reminder:

Today is Grandparents Day.

Believe you me — no one can describe, dissect and go on a diatribe about the matriarchs and patriarchs in our lives with more unexpected passion than the great Craigy Ferg.  It was hilarious.

But why take my word for it?  See for yourself.  I have conveniently inserted a link to the aforementioned monologue for your viewing pleasure.

There’s other chit-chat at the start of the clip, but if you go to 4:40, you’ll get right to the senior funnies.  It’s totally worth it and builds to great grandparent-y goodness.

If you’re not inspired to call your grandpa and grandma afterward, you’re heartless and humorless and all those other -less words.  But I trust you will.

You’re good eggs, after all.

Dedicated to Edith and Omar Hayden, and Onie and Lucian Curtsinger, my grandparents, who have left this world, but who I’m sure are avid readers of The Sticky Egg.