“Okay, you’re gonna do the Pum-ba-dee-da part, and I’ll sing the words.” … “We’re not doing Happy Trails, Bobby. There’s no Pum-ba-dee-da part.” “Ah. What about Ah-weem-ah-way?” “Not singing that one, either.” “What are we singing?” “National Anthem.” “Which nation?” “America.” “Happy Trails is an incredibly American song.” “Bob.” “So is Lion Sleeps Tonight, now that I think … Continue reading Those Are Not Proper Gym Shoes, Mr. Weir