I have one that’s pretty clear, better than the one on TinyDancer’s site. If you want it, I can email it to you.
Thank you jayjay, but that’s actually the only one I was able to find. It’s good, but hard to jam to in the car 
I do appreciate you mentioning it, though!
I’d love to have a listen, GuanoLad - can you please send it to me [EMAIL=tzar@chartermi.net]here?
Then all I need is that choral piece from the spinning circles segment to get my sanity back.
Thank you!
Sent.
For those participating in the “jug vs. container of milk” controversy, I’m almost completely 100% (well, ok, 99.999999%) positive that it was in fact, a carton of milk.
“Loaf of bread, carton of milk. stick of buttah…loaf of bread, carton of milk, stick of buttah…”
[QUOTE=monstro]
"
*Tiny little super guy!
Pops right up before your eyes!
He’s no bigger than your thumb!
Snap your fingers, here he comes!
Don’t look in the sky.
Don’t look in the sea.
He’s inside of you and me.
You can’t tell a hero by his side.
He’s just a tiny little super guy.
Oh yeah!*
QUOTE]
heh
On post #55, I mention him as one of my faves.
But I think it went more like this:
Teeny little super guy
Pops right up before your eyes
Snap your fingers here he comes
[and then the TLSG says something that rhymes but is unintelligible]
Don’t look at the sky
Don’t look at the sea
He’s inside of you and me.
You can’t tell a hero by his size
He’s just a teeny little super guy.
ohh, yeah. [sung by TLSG]
Inventive as they were, Teeny Little Super Guy didn’t have nearly the special effects that a lot of today’s kid shows do. But those kitchen countertop short films were awfully appealing in their simplicity.
Ooh, Ooh! How about:
*"There’s a hole in the bucket, dear Liza, dear Liza,
There’s a HOLE in the bucket, dear Liza, a hole!
Well, FIX it, dear Henry, dear Henry, dear Henry,
Well, FIX it, dear Henry, the hole!" *
and
The Typewriter guy who’d roll out and type out a word on himself: “Noonie, noonie, noonie…”
or
The short about the guy who makes the 3-legged stool out a a tree trunk for his daughter? I loved that one.
Yeah, Seasame Street owned my soul when I was a kid. 
So when are they going to put these out on DVD? I want to see the old SS that I grew up with, the SS where nobody saw Snuffy and Elmo wasn’t even a gleam in Jim Henson’s eyes.
I just googled “loaf of bread, container of milk, and a stick of butter” and got 144,000 hits.
When I google “loaf of bread, carton of milk, and a stick of butter”, I only get 39,700 hits.
I think the “containers” win out.
You’re right, Caprese. It was “teeny”, not “tiny”.
All of my favorite songs have already been named, but I clearly remember some of my favorite “segments” for lack of a better word involved (I believe) just footage of making and playing steel drums, and then another that followed eggs through some sort of mass production system, from hen to box.
I expound on the effect that the pinball counting song had on me in this previous thread about Sesame Street.
I’ve also gotten into the habit of singing (quite loudly) to my cat, Dexter (aka Pookie):
“P is for Pookie! That’s good enough for me!”
The Hill Valley Preservation Society covers this song. You can download it for free from their website.
C is for cookie, dat good enough for me
C is for cookie, dat good enough for me
C is for cookie, dat good enough for me, hey
cookie-cookie-cookie start with C!
Now, that makes more sense to me. When arguing with my brother I proffered “jug” not because that’s what I recalled, just that “containah” didn’t jive.
Well, that confirms that esp. if you consider that
monstro is right = 65,000
monstro is wrong=37,100
If you wrap quotes around each of the above, “monstro is right” gets 12 hits, whereas “monstro is wrong” gets none.
Heh! I remember it as “container” as well, though…and yes, I still have that run through my head when I get a verbal grocery list from someone.
Does anyone remember the skit where there’s this short muppet trying to jump up and get an apple off a tree, but he can’t reach it. Then this tall muppet comes and picks one off. The small guy looks kind of sad, and keeps jumping. But then you realize that the tall guy can’t bend his arms, so even though he can reach the apples, he can’t eat them. They both struggle for a few seconds, and then they come up with the brilliant idea that tall guy will pick apples for them both and short guy will help tall guy eat them. Everyone learns a valuable lesson about teamwork and sharing.
Oh and
Yup-yup-yup-yup-yup-yup-yup-yup-yup-yup-yup. Uh-huh, uh-huh, I agree.
You just made me pee on myself!
not really, but almost
Could they have been…nectarines? I’m getting a nectarine vibe off that one.
I’m thinking that, too. I think they were Geefles and Gonks. One type had very, very short arms, and the other had long arms but he couldn’t bend them. At the end, one of them marvels at this new sharing thing they’ve invented and says, “Let’s call it…‘cooperation’”. The other one says, “No, let’s call it ‘Shirley’!”