Avenue Q

I went away this week-end with my friend Jenny to Tahlequah. It's not a large place, the only real thing to recommend it is that it is the Cherokee headquarters... and the home of the legendary Cornelii. There's five original members, and then there's a sister-in-law, and me, Jen's brother's sister - but not Jen's. I'm adopted.
Every member of the family has interesting quirks - Grandma's very quiet and sweet, but then hands her son an empty whipped cream container with a wicked smile. Lee lives in a BRIGHT blue room and grows poinsettias well past the Christmas season. Lou puts things in strange places, like mini-laminators in a pile of blankets, and gives waffle irons as a traditional wedding present (we love it, we used it this morning). :)
And the others... I'm not sure they can be described. Jen likes to rip arms off of stress balls and patch them with band-aids.
I adore them all.
Getting to the point, however, I was first introduced to a new musical in Jen's car. It's called Avenue Q, and has got to be the most hysterical thing I have ever heard. The CD included tracks such as "It Sucks To Be Me", "Everyone is a Little Bit Racist" and "The Internet is for Porn". Some of the characters are loosely based off of Sesame Street characters, and most of them are puppets.... and Gary Coleman.
You can check out clips on YouTube.com:

It Sucks To Be Me
Everyone's a Little Bit Racist
The Internet is For Porn