Goodbye Wiggles

We had a good run. We were with you guys since 2002. Sold out shows, 1,649 DVDs, rumors of Jeff being a substance abuser, Murray's incredibly bad haircut, the birth of Anthony's child, and finally Greg's departure due to health reasons, and subsequent replacement by Sam Moran. What a run.

At the height of our relationship, we even dressed as you guys for Halloween, complete with a rented Big Red Car. Sure we endured the scrutiny of others, but we also basked in the glow of our children's' admiration. Toot-toot-chugga-chugga.

Alas, all good things must come to an end, or at least some sort of healthy conclusion. I mean, the boys are just growing older. Too old to be entertained my mere singing and dancing and costumed characters. No more Captain Feathersword. Wags the Dog. Henry the Octopus. Dorothy the Dinosaur. I weep for time gone too quickly.

So here's to you, our Wiggly friends. You made us laugh, made us sing, and made us forget reality for a little while. Thank you and goodbye.