I remember watching The Little Rascals when I was young. Back when television was free as long as you had an antenna. It’s a great flashback for me, and I like to escape in my film; I like humor.  I have enough drama in my life that sometimes I need a change. The Little Rascals speaks of days gone by — days when life seemed simple and silly. And maybe a little bit dangerous. It was a time when parents let their kids build clubhouses and roam the outdoors. I remember arriving home from school, changing my dress into “play clothes” and getting outside with neighbor kids. Embarrassingly enough, I recall a trapeze party I put together with my sister and best friend, Mary Lee. My mom was utterly surprised when several moms pulled up at the driveway to drop off their children to our widely announced trapeze show.
In this episode, Spanky finds out that Alfalfa is on a picnic with Darla. This is a big no-no — Alfalfa is a member of the “He-man Women Haters Club.” Yea, girls, are off-limits. Mind you; this was when the only genders were boys and girls. This creates a little conflict and humor when Spanky plays a prank on his buddy, Alfalfa (mind you, we don’t really want our kids to try this).
Darla sets up the picnic — then she and Alfalfa leave for a bit — Darla has a tree swing in mind. With the picnic lunch left on the blanket, Spanky opens the sandwich, removes the swiss cheese, and replaces it with a slice of soap. He grabs the cream puff and adds some more soap.
Darla and Alfalfa head back to their picnic for a romantic lunch. They have no idea about Spanky’s soap sandwich swap. Alfalfa takes a bite of the sandwich, notices the nasty taste, asks Darla, “Is this Limburger?” and politely gulps it down.  Alfalfa doesn’t want to offend Darla — so he downs his soapy sandwich and cream puff. What a combination. I guess Darla is the cream puff, and Alfalfa is definitely the swiss cheese.
Back at school, Alfalfa starts singing in class, and every time he opens his mouth, out pop the bubbles —
I love Buckwheat  — he gladly eats the cheese and whipped cream. And if you don’t know what Limburger cheese — it’s got a nasty pungent odor.
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