Caillou is dead!
I never understood the phenom that is the little bald-headed one, but my dahling nephews sure seem to go crazy whenever I give them Caillou gifts. Anyhow, the voice of the English Caillou (we're all bilingual here, saviez-vous?) died yesterday. Time to find something new to give the kids this year, I guess.
Tuesday, September 09, 2003
Rantings of an almost middle-aged man-child. Lowly tech-writer by day, but amazingly virile superhero when I dream.
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