Throughout my life, Santa has left me some kicking gifts. And one of those was the gift of music. I present to you, theFisher Price Record Player.
Its simplicity is very futuristic. Its ruggedness amazing. Fisher Price knew that grubby little fingers have almost no cognizant motor skills. Plus, this being the 80's, this record player could take a direct hit from an ICBM launched by the commies.
And, come Christmas day, there was only one album powerful enough to entertain me for hours on end:
And when I say hours, I mean hours. I believe that to this day, my parents go blank-eyed and begin spouting drool whenever they hear this song.