Do You Know why they call him the Count? Because he loves to count!

Ah ha hahahahaha!!

He’s Number 1! (and 2, 3, 4…)

The Caped Counter, as his friends on the street refer to him, is one Classy guy. With his sharp nose for numbers and his almost inseperable monobrow and widow’s peak, he presents himself as quite the dandy.

Counting is his game, and he does it whenever he can. This would try the patience of a saint (He counts dewdrops in the morning and stars at night, and sand when he goes to the beach. He also counts other things, such as parking tickets, unpaid gas bills and eviction notices which pile up while he is counting other things), if he wasn’t such a great bloke.

An Audience with the Count

Interview by Guy Smiley

Guy: Well, here I am with the Count von Count after the sesame street awards. Count, are you pleased with how you did?

Count : Yesv, I am very pleasved vith how I got on.

Is there anyone you would like to thank?

Yesv, Vonderful. 12,342 to be precise. I would like to thank virst the lovely Countess, second, my friends Creepy the Bat and Fatita the Cat, third, my puppeteer and friend Jerry Nelson, Vorth…

Count, can you tell us these people later?

Ov Course, I am very sorvy. I just love to count!

What would you say your philosophy is?

Count your Blessings. Over and Over and Over. Virst, I have my health. Second, my job is my passion…

Finally, Some quick questions…What is your favourite song?

Count on me, second, born to add, Third, The final Countdown…

What are your likes and dislikes?

I dislike the concept of zero. I also disvlike intensely the calculators. My likes are widows peaks, high collars, Romanian accents, hair gell, black capes, and obviously counting. Vat’s one, two, three, four, five, six things I like! Ah Hahahah!

What words or phrases do you overuse?

“Greetings!, I am the count. They call me the count because I love to count things!

Have you got any street gossip, or better still, bitching for us?

Vuck yeah. Youv'd hear this off cookie anyvay, so I may as well tell you. Bird and snufvy are screwing. Zay are trying to keep it qviet but snufvy... Snufvy isn't qviet. Ov Course you know about what I think of that annoying little vuck Elmo. Von, He is ALVAYS screaming... 'Count, Count, count the ways we're friends. Two, he is alvays trying to score of me. I tell him a nine hundred and thirty two times! I left the habit behind a long time ago.