Why is it, old people, that so much of what we remember from youth as comforting is now, in hindsight, somewhat disturbing?
For instance:
"RUN! RUN! FOR THE LOVE OF HUMANITY, RUN!"
Via Stubbleblogger and friend of the blog, Ron Petrie.
I'm going to add:
"Okay kids, go find your parent's hand saw and we'll..."
1 comment:
Interesting combo.
Mr Dressup was my first favorite show. I loved that show before I understood the concept of time, so it always came as a complete shock when he told Casey it was time to say goodbye to our friends, and I always balled my eyes out (manly tears, even then).
As for the Friendly Giant, it was the pill I had to swallow while waiting for Mr Dressup to come on.
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