If you've ever wondered how Mojo became the enchanting and bewitching lass that she has become, wonder no more.

The only immediate family member from Mojo's youth to escape this seasonal wrath was her Favorite Younger Sister, who is represented via proxy. That's because Mojo did not have any decent pictures of her handy, and those I found on the internet tended to be crowd shots of her as a single face in a sea of faces. Because that's the sort of questionable life she leads. Not that Mojo judges. Not to her face, anyway.

And no, that's not me as a young girl. Nor would I ever prance about thusly like an idiot. Just a cruel, cruel joke to play on a family member. Which is why Mojo likes animation so much. You can make people do things they'd Rather Not Do.

My Favorite Mother's lawyer has warned me of an apparent legal need to write out a sworn statement declaring she almost NEVER sounds like a fishwife in Real Life, unless I've done something to REALLY cheese her off. Like, um, put her in a video sounding like a fishwife. I can't for the life of me figure out why the legal system needed to be involved, but if it makes family life easier around the holiday season Mojo will grudgingly concede.

Oh, and the song--in case you too have friends and relations to annoy beyond all reason--is available on iTunes and Amazon's mp3 store. Just search for "Mojo Place". Hours of hilarious annoyance and disinheritance, all for the low low price of $.99. What a deal!

Mojo