This Message by - Mike Hemmingson
Yeah well what about The Muppets? Six years ago, on acid on the beach, I realized that Jim Henson was God and we were all muppets. The show is merely a metaphor for our very lives. Of course, when Henson died, it all became existential, and God was really dead. This is why we are winding aimlessly to the millenium -- no one's controlling our strings.
I need not get into HR Puff'n'Stuff and the talking mushrooms.
What gets me is the Smurfs. Well, Smurfette. First of all, she doesn't wear a shirt. Second, she seems to be the only female around. Her and Papa Smurf have been gettin' down and procreating little blue things.
Then there are Masters of the Universe. Big, muscular, blonde, blue-eyed, Aryan dudes who rule the Galaxy.....
One of the best afternoon cartoons has to be Tiny Toons.
But to get down to the real nitty gritty.....Super Chicken....
Mike
This Message by - Chris Hansen
* This Message by - Mike Hemmingson
* What gets me is the Smurfs. Well, Smurfette. First of all, she
* doesn't wear a shirt. Second, she seems to be the only female
* around. Her and Papa Smurf have been gettin' down and procreating
* little blue things.
Yeah Mike, I'd have to agree, that whole smurf bit is messed up, The thing that always puzzled me is that, gargamel made smurfette right? and he wants to get three or however many smurfs to turn them into gold. Why doesn't he just MAKE whatever he needs and never leave his dank little crack house? Why do they call him Papa smurf if he didn't get it on with smurfette a couple million times to make all of them? What's even sicker, Hefty, and all the other smurfs, constantly flirt with her, wouldn't it be like hitting on your mom then? Maybe in smurf land that kinda thing is ok. I don't know. Those later episodes (the ones that REALLY weren't very good, and were only made to appeal to a new generation of smurf watchers as a last hope before the whole thing when down the tubes) reveal that besides having a Papa smurf, there was also a grandpa smurf (man don't these little blue things ever die) And some little high school girl smurf that where living together in a remote part of the country for years. I don't even wanna guess what kinda things happened there...... (I wonder if smurfs ever go on the rag.....)
This Message by - Jasmine Sailing
* In a drugless frenzy, AvantPop mistakenly declared:
* Yeah well what about The Muppets? Six years ago, on acid
* on the beach, I realized that Jim Henson was God and we
* were all muppets. The show is merely a metaphor for our
* very lives. Of course, when Henson died, it all became
* existential, and God was really dead. This is why we are
* winding aimlessly to the millenium -- no one's controlling
* our strings.
Does this mean that the new Muppet show is a heretical sham run by Satan to enlighten us in view of God's death?
And was Dr. Seuss one of God's consorts?
* I need not get into HR Puff'n'Stuff and the talking mushrooms.
How about the Pillsbury Dough Boy? Can't get much more perverse than him. Blobby little pale guy who wanders around giggling and trying to get poked, talking about swelling up the dough in the oven. Yeesh.
* What gets me is the Smurfs. Well, Smurfette. First of all, she
* doesn't wear a shirt. Second, she seems to be the only female
* around. Her and Papa Smurf have been gettin' down and pro-
* creating little blue things.
I was never much of a smurf-lover. I guess I felt more empathy for Gargamel. Well, no, for his cat. That's about it. I wasn't ever sure what to make of the Fraggles either.
* Then there are Masters of the Universe. Big, muscular, blonde,
* blue-eyed, Aryan dudes who rule the Galaxy.....
Followers of the Aryan Christ. I have one of those stickers stuck to my tattered flag with all of my other symbols of the country. Little baby Jesus with china white skin and bright blue eyes. You thought he was born in Israel. You were wrong. He is quite Norwegian.
* One of the best afternoon cartoons has to be Tiny Toons.
Naw, it's Gargoyles.
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