The Safest Place

The safest place on this earth is going to be where electronics are not. (I wrote it that way because I wrote it that way.) You can figure that out, you can figure it out. You can't figure it out, you can't figure it out.

A New Word

Ham: That's a good word, Wade.

Wade: Thanks, Ham.

Just Having Fun

Wade: Ham, I happen to be an accomplished writer.

Ham: Yeah, Right kid.

Wade: Try this out.
"...hues of orange, red
and green...

green ambers of gold
orange, a bit of
wood for the day, and
bright orange for the night.
The sun glows on a mountain,
a leaf falls, what do I
know? Maybe it's a cherry tree --
the red one. A red stop sign
against a grren pine
with pine straw in it.
The wind blows through the
needles of the pine tree, and they try to pronounce it.
Vlzbfaute... Yes, that's what
the needles of the pine tree do.

VLZBFAUTE

they cry out...

VLZBFAUTE!

VLZBFAUTE!

A golden leaf sails
into the wind. She cries,

VLZBFAUTE!

Purple snow on
a yellow day past...

VLZBFAUTE!

VLZBFAUTE!

VLZBFAUTE!

A tornado crying through the
yellow leaves
and more golden
leaves flying higher, crying

VLZBFAUTE!

VLZBFAUTE!

More Laughs with Ham

Wade: OK, Ham, how do you pronounce this word? Vlzbfaute.

Ham: I didn't learn that at Harvard.

Wade: I know you didn't learn that at Harvard. Try it.

Ham: I... I... I don't know...

More From Ham the Space Chimp

Ham: Wade.

Wade: Ham.

Ham: You don't h-a-v-e it Wade.

Wade: Ham shut up.