My friend and I were at a dive bar in San Francisco a week or so ago where almost everybody there looked like an ex-roadie for Motley Crue. The soundtrack was mostly hard rock—except for this brief interlude where someone hilariously played “Rainbow Connection” on the jukebox. That prompted a long discussion of The Muppets during which my friend shockingly admitted he had never seen “The Great Muppet Caper.”
I obviously felt obliged to explain the plot and touch on all the important highlights—Miss Piggy on a motorcycle, Kermit and Fozzie believe they are twin brothers, etc. But of course, the iconic scene of the film is Miss Piggy’s aquatic number featuring Charles Grodin in what I think we can all agree was one of his finest moments as an actor.
The only problem was that I couldn’t remember the lyrics to the song, only the melody: “Bla bla bla MISS PIGGY! Bla bla bla MISS PIGGY!" Little did I imagine that virtually everyday since I would have "bla bla bla Miss Piggy" in my head—in Grodin’s fake operatic voice, of course. On the plane. At the store. Getting a flu shot. Taking a walk. At a Bill Clinton speech. In line at Starbucks. Feeding the cat. Talking to a PR person on the phone. In the cab home last night. And just now as I saw some guy wander into traffic and almost get hit by a car. Bla bla bla, Miss Piggy!
I guess there are worse things to have stuck in your head.