The Brown Sisters
(Please
click on the note to start the music.)
Buon Giorno, Y'All!
We're the Brown Sisters, from
Brownsville, Texas.
That's in the USA for our international
friends unfamiliar with the lay of the land in our fair state of Texas.
And we're here at the Winter Olympics in Torino, Italy hoping to do our
best in some of the events.
I'm Bobby Brown1
and I think I'm competing in either the Luge or the Bobsled. Honestly,
the tracks all look the same and once you take off gravity does the rest,
so there's really no need to clutter my head with all the boring details.
I'm Body Brown2
as
in the human body, not as in that male skier who seems to have spent more
time making commercials than practicing his swooshing down snowy slopes.
Speaking of snow, we love snow -- or at least we thought we would.
It's so pretty and white and we were just sure it would be soft like whipped
cream on one of our Momma's pies. However, in case we were wrong,
we wore our plushest furs to protect in case of spills or other mishaps.
Plus, we just look so great in fur, don't you think? Oh, I'm scheduled
to be some sort of human sacrifice down those ice tunnels. I'm not
sure of the name of the event. Could be Luge, could be Skelton, or
Bobsled. But really, no one expects me to actually risk life and
limb, do they?
I'm Bonny Brown3
and I came to the XXth Winter Olympics to compete. Unlike my two
sisters, I'm a dedicated athlete. I have a really big responsibility
in one of the events. Be sure you don't miss it. I'm the most
important person on the team. That's what everyone always says to
me, "Bonny, you are the last person on the earth to do this." So
how can I let down all of humanity? Obviously, I can't or won't --
for I am a dedicated athlete.
As Brown Sisters, we only wear
BROWN.
That should be obvious but we
like to point it out in case you have trouble distinguishing colors.
Brown Sisters -- brown clothes
-- Brownsville, Texas.
We're the pride and joy of ALL
of Texas, the USA, --
Oh heck, we're just the best
sisters there are -- or ever could be -- in the entire universe.
Now it's time to start our participation
in the Winter Olympics.
Just watch and you'll be impressed
for
sure.
Body Brown: Hey, Bobby
and Bonny! What am I supposed to do now that I'm on this contraption?
Bobby & Bonny Brown in unison:
Beats us. We can't even see what you're on under that gorgeous brown
fur you're wearing.
Body Brown: Someone told
me this silver thing would work as a luge.
Bobby Brown: Who gave
it to you?
Body Brown: You know --
one of those little smidgens who keep following us around and trying to
tell us what to do and where to go.
Bonny Brown: You mean
Baby Amanda and Baby Bill?
Body Brown: Yeah!
One of those -- don't remember which.
Bobby Brown: Well, just
strike that pose. You look great. That's a medal-winning position
if I ever saw one.
Body Brown: Just how many
medal-winning positions have you seen, Bobby?
Body Brown: But you are
right! I look GORGEOUSSSSSS!
Bobby Brown: How's this
position I've just assumed?
Body Brown: Well, you
always look good but the angle isn't your best.
Bobby Brown: Is this better?
Body & Bonny Brown in unison:
Oh much!
Bonny Brown: Now it's
my turn to pose.
Bonny Brown: I'm posed.
And I'm all set to do my great athletic feat as well.
Body Brown: Be careful
and don't muss your hair, Bonny.
Bobby Brown: Yikes!
Don't even say such a thing!
Are you babies ready?
Mel-O, Baby Bill and Unknown
Bobsled Occupant: Yes, Bonny. Give us a BIG push so we can
get a fast headstart and win the 3-Baby Bobsled competition.
Unknown Occupant: You
do realize that you need to stand up and run fast and push the sled hard,
don't you Bonny?
Baby Amanda now the Known Occupant:
So, on your mark! Get set!
. . .
. . .
. . .
We're all waiting, Bonny!
. . .
. . .
. . .
Bonny!!!???!!!
. . .
. . .
. . .
Bonny Brown: Do you think
those little sugarlumps will ever forgive me?
Body Brown: Of course
they will, Bonny. No one really expected you to risk breaking a nail
-- or worse yet, a heel on one of your fantastic brown motorcyle boots
-- just to push some little vehicle of doom down an icy track.
Bonny Brown: Oh good!
I do want to maintain my status as a dedicated athlete.
Mel-O: I still love you,
Bonny.
Baby Bill: Now, Bobby,
are you sure you can do this? Baby Amanda is not going to be happy
with another disqualification.
Bobby Brown: No problem,
Baby Bill. I am definitely the Brown Sister for the job.
Baby Amanda: Okay, I'm
in! Let's shove off and win a gold medal for Doll Land.
Baby Bill: Baby Amanda!
I can't see over your big fur hat! It won't be nearly as much fun
if I can't see.
Baby Amanda: Is this better?
Baby Bill: Barely.
Darn! I wanted to see everything going past as we move down this
course at breakneck speed.
Baby Amanda: Try shifting
to one side, Baby Bill.
Baby Bill: Oh, this is
a bit better, but I'm afraid this will throw off the fine balance we have
and cut down on our speed.
Baby Amanda: Just a sec!
I have a BRILLIANT idea We're sure to win and both of us will
have spectacular views on the way down.
Baby Bill: Oh, you are
inspired, Baby Amanda! I can see clearly now.
Ooh! We must be traveling
at least 100 miles an hour.
Baby Amanda: I bet we
clock at 88.88 mph, but that's still a record for the course!
Baby Bill: Go ahead and
say it now, Baby Amanda. You know you want to.
Baby Amanda: Top of the
world, MA!!!
