Teapot

Yes, the word teapot is very much a stereotypical word. When I walk down the hallway, I glance to the mirror at the end of the hall to see if I am walking with limp wrists (Happy Hands). If I spot myself walking with "Happy Hands", I immediately stop and sing the teapot song. This is my meager attempt at trying to rehabilitate myself into a more manly, masculine behavior. Unfortunately, due to a medical diagnosis of severe happyhandsitis, I have sung that song so many times, that I now know it by heart! I am able to sing the teapot song with adorable flair! I'm a little teapot, Short and stout, Here is my handle Here is my spout When I get all steamed up, Hear me shout, Tip me over and pour me out! I'm a very special teapot, Yes, it's true, Here's an example of what I can do, I can turn my handle into a spout, Tip me over and pour me out! Obviously my teapot is filled with sweet tea and I absolutely sparkle when I sing the song ..........Happy Hands and all! The one side effect, (I mean rear effect) of having happyhandsitis, is my tushy gets all warm and tingly and I giggle a lot! My Happy Hands have a direct correlation to the wavy back and forth movement of my tushy. I have appealed to the medical community to find a remedy or device that I can introduce into my tushy to help balance and steady the constant movement of my tushy. Because I know one thing, I don't think I will ever stop singing the wonderful teapot song!