I could never get that whole back-of-the-throat thing in French class. But now that I'm trying to sing in Italian with a tongue-flippy "R" I'm all about the French "R".

Well, call me Kay Fwancis, I can't even do Amewican Awwwws, forget Spanish, French or Catalan.

It was Farty Towels.

It's too bad you couldn't get any swing dancers to comment on the All the Cats Join In segment. Guess they were all too busy dancing.

I finally found it myself on YouTube (this internet thingie is pretty cool) and I watched it and it's great but then all these other swing related videos pop up over on the right and I have to watch them and then I have to go to bed.

Mousepod,
thank you for humanizing Fred Moore. His long list of accomplishments should never go unnoticed nor tainted by life's troubles. I couldn't believe what I had read on IMDB.com.
The List of greatness.
He did more then I could have imagined.