I think he sorta sprouted up like a poisonous mushroom, maybe a stinkhorn or a death angel, and was found in a patch of poison ivy. BUT! He was clutching a tiny little guitar! True, it only played "Pop Goes The Weasel" when you turned the little crank, but that's still all he can play when you turn the big old crank now. In fact, it's the only piece he knows. Drives the P-Vine nuts, especially the little hand with the middle finger extended that pops up when the music gets to "POP! goes the weasel!"

Still, I hope he had a Happy Sproutingday.