Uploaded June 2026 | Updated September 2026, 2 weeks ago
Thingamabob Fighter - Webby vs Bulldozer. Watch the official Thingamabob Video here: youtu.be/V9XT57XAf0M
Check out Pat and Mike Books: patandmikebooks.com
Video by Michael D. Crucefix and Jon Brooks.
What is a Thingamabob?
A Thingamabob isn’t just any old creature - it’s a bundle of quirks, cuddles, and curiosity, straight from the fabled Land of Lost Socks and Forgotten Giggles. Ask around, and you’ll get a different answer every time: some believe Thingamabobs tumble out of rainbows after a storm, while others insist they’re stitched together from moonbeams, dust bunnies, and a pinch of midnight mischief. Their origins are a mystery, but everyone agrees on one thing: every Thingamabob is one-of-a-kind, a walking (well, wiggling) patchwork of wild ideas and soft fuzz.
You’ll know a Thingamabob by its wild, mismatched limbs - just right for impromptu dances or elaborate games of charades. Its eyes always sparkle with the promise of a new adventure, and if you look closely, you’ll spot the glimmer of dreams, secrets, and maybe even yesterday’s cookie crumbs. Thingamabobs don’t come from factories or store shelves; they’re conjured up from pure imagination, born at the exact moment a child wishes for a friend who understands what it means to be wonderfully weird.
Their job description? It’s as unpredictable as they are. One day, your Thingamabob might guard your most precious secrets beneath its floppy ear. The next, it’s the Chief Giggle Officer, flipping frowns upside down and turning rainy afternoons into upside-down adventures. They don’t walk—they wiggle, bounce, and occasionally do somersaults. And while they never speak in words, their lullabies - soft hums only sleepy stars can hear—fill bedrooms with calm.
Lost a sock recently? Don’t worry. Odds are, it’s gone to help a Thingamabob build a flying fort made of clouds and giggles. No two Thingamabobs are alike, but every single one is a friend for life - unless it sneaks off to chase a rainbow or join a parade of moonbeam misfits.
And here’s something most grown-ups don’t realize: Thingamabobs are everywhere. From the snow-dusted rooftops of Canada to the sunny porches of the USA, from France’s cobblestone streets to England’s green hills, from wild New Zealand coasts to Scotland’s misty moors, Thingamabobs have found their way into hearts and homes all over the world. Wherever you find children dreaming, giggling, and believing in a little bit of magic, you’ll find a Thingamabob not too far away - maybe hiding in a toy box, maybe perched on a pillow, maybe peeking out from under a bed, ready for the next adventure. So keep your eyes open, and your heart even wider: because finding a Thingamabob means you’re never alone, and there’s always a bit more wonder waiting just around the corner. From all of us Thingamabobs - Have a Thingamabob good day!
#thingamabob #thingamabobs #magicalcreatures
Thingamabob Fighter - Webby vs Bulldozer. Watch the official Thingamabob Video here: youtu.be/V9XT57XAf0M
Check out Pat and Mike Books: patandmikebooks.com
Video by Michael D. Crucefix and Jon Brooks.
What is a Thingamabob?
A Thingamabob isn’t just any old creature - it’s a bundle of quirks, cuddles, and curiosity, straight from the fabled Land of Lost Socks and Forgotten Giggles. Ask around, and you’ll get a different answer every time: some believe Thingamabobs tumble out of rainbows after a storm, while others insist they’re stitched together from moonbeams, dust bunnies, and a pinch of midnight mischief. Their origins are a mystery, but everyone agrees on one thing: every Thingamabob is one-of-a-kind, a walking (well, wiggling) patchwork of wild ideas and soft fuzz.
You’ll know a Thingamabob by its wild, mismatched limbs - just right for impromptu dances or elaborate games of charades. Its eyes always sparkle with the promise of a new adventure, and if you look closely, you’ll spot the glimmer of dreams, secrets, and maybe even yesterday’s cookie crumbs. Thingamabobs don’t come from factories or store shelves; they’re conjured up from pure imagination, born at the exact moment a child wishes for a friend who understands what it means to be wonderfully weird.
Their job description? It’s as unpredictable as they are. One day, your Thingamabob might guard your most precious secrets beneath its floppy ear. The next, it’s the Chief Giggle Officer, flipping frowns upside down and turning rainy afternoons into upside-down adventures. They don’t walk—they wiggle, bounce, and occasionally do somersaults. And while they never speak in words, their lullabies - soft hums only sleepy stars can hear—fill bedrooms with calm.
Lost a sock recently? Don’t worry. Odds are, it’s gone to help a Thingamabob build a flying fort made of clouds and giggles. No two Thingamabobs are alike, but every single one is a friend for life - unless it sneaks off to chase a rainbow or join a parade of moonbeam misfits.
And here’s something most grown-ups don’t realize: Thingamabobs are everywhere. From the snow-dusted rooftops of Canada to the sunny porches of the USA, from France’s cobblestone streets to England’s green hills, from wild New Zealand coasts to Scotland’s misty moors, Thingamabobs have found their way into hearts and homes all over the world. Wherever you find children dreaming, giggling, and believing in a little bit of magic, you’ll find a Thingamabob not too far away - maybe hiding in a toy box, maybe perched on a pillow, maybe peeking out from under a bed, ready for the next adventure. So keep your eyes open, and your heart even wider: because finding a Thingamabob means you’re never alone, and there’s always a bit more wonder waiting just around the corner. From all of us Thingamabobs - Have a Thingamabob good day!
#thingamabob #thingamabobs #magicalcreatures









![My Redneck Newfie Canadian Cousin - TrackSonix
My Redneck Newfie Canadian Cousin (TrackSonix). Lyrics and Music by Mike Crucefix and Jon Brooks. © 2025 Mike Crucefix and Jon Brooks. A playful, story-driven song about a wild Newfoundlander visiting the American South, where thick accents, hotter weather, and clashing cultures collide. From outport sayings to Alabama backroads, the track celebrates friendship, family, and the hilarious misunderstandings that come from mixing Newfie charm with redneck grit. Loud, proud, and full of heart - a cross-border, boots-in-the-mud comedy anthem.
Music Streaming Links:
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/69CXDLjZBW5KAwVBPYf5fQ?si=b22ba7331d324ab9
Apple Music: https://music.apple.com/us/album/my-redneck-newfie-canadian-cousin-single/1863609633
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YouTube Music: https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=OhZZ2M3FztM&si=HLQMhtoV5Xbo0C8x
Tidal: https://tidal.com/album/484188699/u
LINKS:
Website: http://www.jonbrooksrecordingstudio.com
SoundCloud: https://soundcloud.com/jonbrooks-1
TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@jonbrookscomposer
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LYRICS:
[Verse 1]
I got a cousin way up in Newfoundland,Wild as a moose and twice as loud—Boots in the mud, grinnin’ ear to ear,Chewin’ on salt beef, shoutin’ in the crowd.But he caught a flight, suitcase crammed full,From St. John’s fog to Bama’s red clay pull.Touched down in boots, sweat beads on his brow,Muttered, “Why for’s she so hot? Bye, turn that down!”
[Chorus]
Best kind, yes bye! No matter North or South,He’ll holler, Whaddaya at?” with a grin splitting his mouth.Say, “Stay where you’re at, I’ll come where you’re to,”He’ll wink right back, “Bye, that’ll do!”Lord tunderin’ Jesus, what a sight, them two—Redneck and Newfie, wranglin’ barbecue!
[Verse 2]
We’re cruisin’ the highway, windows rolled low,Country tunes clashin’ with the outport radio. [Pause]The heat is thick as pea soup, “It’s mauzy as sin!”He’s sweatin’ like a codfish, and just grinnin’ again.“Flat out like a lizard drinkin’,” he calls with pride,While a gator lumbers by the Alabama roadside.“Why for all this fuss, bye?” he howls at the sky—Then swats at a skeeter and gives it a try.
[Chorus]
Best kind, yes bye! Now we’re dodge’n the rain,From Dixie’s red clay to old Newfoundland’s plain.“Stay where you’re at and I’ll come where you’re to!”And if you’re confused, well, join the crew.He shrugs, “That’s a time,” and with Newfie delight—Turns up the drawl, and turns out the light.
[Bridge]
Out huntin’ for ducks, in a field with no sea,He asks, “Why for aren’t there boats? This don’t feel right to me.”He’s teachin’ me “Roll Tide!”—I reply, “What’s the point?”He cracks, “Lord liftin’, bye, have another joint!”When the job’s hard as butterin’ a cat’s arse with a needle,We just laugh and keep goin’, both stubborn as beagle.
[Outro]
Now the arse is gone out of ’er, time to roll on,Whether in bay or Bama, the foolishness goes on.If you ask how I’m cuttin’, “Like a knife!” I’ll say,‘Cause with a cousin like mine, life’s a wild kind of way.Best kind, yes bye, and don’t you forget—Redneck meets Newfie, the oddest duet.From St. John’s to Dixie, we howl at the moon:“Why for you stay where you’re at? I’ll come where you’re to! Y’all come back soon!”
#myrednecknewfiecanadiancousin #tracksonix #countrymusic My Redneck Newfie Canadian Cousin - TrackSonix](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/cflhd1Sr1HA/mqdefault.jpg)
