Do you remember? 
…a stick of butter.
[spoiler]Sesame Street? I think it was a little kid who was trying to remember a shopping list for his mother, and kept repeating it to himself.
It’s funny, I can remember his voice, intonation and accent clearly, but nothing else about the cartoon.[/spoiler]
Yes, of course. Back then I always wondered where you could buy a stick of butter, but finally saw butter sold that way as an adult.
I always hear “stick of butter” in that voice.
It’s all about sending your four year old down the street alone, visibly clutching money. Also not dissimilar to this.
It was a little girl (a little Black girl IIRC). Love that bit. In fact, I just quoted it last weekend, as I left my husband waiting in the car while I ran into Walgreens for a few things.
French toast needs a stick of butter yes, did I remember?
Onetwothreefourfive
Sixseveneightnineten
Eleventwelve!
I remember it as “a gallon of milk.”
To this day I still wander down the dairy aisle at the grocery store thinking “A loaf of breay-ud, a container of mi-ulk, an’ a stick a buttah.”
But how many ladybugs came to the ladybug picnic?
Twelve.
And they played jump rope, but the rope, it broke,
So they just sat around telling Knock-Knock jokes.
I remember.
One time when I was a wee lad, I got lost in the woods and I tried to find where I was going by walking backwards like in the Sesame Street cartoon where the guy walks backwards to find his elephant. Needless to say, it didn’t work out too well for me. Don’t worry though, I’m much better now.
And they brought sack lunches so they had sack races,
They fell on their backs and they fell on their faces,
The ladybugs twelve at the ladybug picnic!
I’ve still never seen only a stick of butter for sale. A big one pound block, yes, (not subdivided into sticks) which I guess could count as a stick, but sticks only come in foursomes as far as I’ve seen. Even the margarine, on the very rare occasion when I bought it (once), was packaged in sticks four-to-a box, as well as in the tubs. (Weirdly enough, the box was long and flat; the sticks weren’t piled atop each other into a cube like the butter packages. Instead, they were just in a row. Maybe it has something to do with the powerful butter lobby.)
A Loaf of Bread…
Ladybug Picnic
The Best Damn Pinball Machine EVER! (and this is the Pointer Sisters singing…)
Alligator King
Fairy Alphabet
Capital I
I Get Mad!
From when Sesame Street was good (i.e., pre-Elmo)…
It came right to me and made me smile.
“Ten turtles talkin’ on the telephone, talkin’ to their grocerymen (lalalalaaa)”; I loved most of those, and watched Sesame Street for years with my kids (didn’t exist when I was a kid).
…THOU! (I used to go for a jug of wine, but these days I have to settle for a container of milk)
Whenever a co-worker starts bitching about workload, or management, or office politics I start up with my singing:
“It’s all right to cryyyyy
Crying gets the sad out of you
It’s all right to cryyyy
It might make you feel better”
Spoken: “It’s all right to cry, little boy
I know some big boys that cry too”
… what are you talking about?
I never watched Sesame Street.