Björk Was a Sweet, Little Cherub

If kids were this entertaining, I would reconsider my stand against having them. I know, I know: kids aren't here from your entertainment; they're here to be loved, cherished, and nurtured into intelligent, caring adults—all of which makes them that much less desirable. Call it Reason No. 9,342 Why I'm a Childless Heathen.

Reason No. 9,343 is that unlike the adorable tyke above, after 2:09, I can't ignore a real kid until I'm ready to laugh again, more's the pity.