- teenage toons.
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king_r0llo
- April 13th, 2008
this is what i was doing with my life while all you fools had an early social life.
while we're on the subject, you know that daffy duck cartoon? the one where he fights nazis? oh yeah. nazis. i saw that. my first introduction to the existence of the brownshirts was via the little black duck. go VHS. it was awesome. this was actually more of an early childhood thing, but what the hey.
-the amazing live sea monkeys - i'm not sure how old i was when i watched this, but i think it would've been very early teens.
-street sharks - another one of those cartoons that feels older than childhood but younger than high school.
-Aaaagh! Real Monsters! another one, later then sea monkeys, but prior to what i think of in my head as "the Dragonballs/z" era.
-DragonBallz: but of a no-brainer, but i was so into it at the time. pokemon could suck it for all i cared (and i said as much, having only a vague and abstract idea of what was supposed to be sucked) Dragon Ball Zee was the shit. krillin and piccolo were my faves, who's were yours?
but damn, three-episode dust clouds sucked even harder. and goku? that time when you ran around in heaven for like twelve solid episodes? that's what made me hate you forever. no love. go die. or don't, so i don't have to see that shit ever again.
i could make a long, long post about dragonballz. almost as long as one of those friggin' dust clouds.
having said what i did earlier, i eventually did get into
-pokemon. who didn't? it was around for so long. So long. you have no idea. in terms of a kids attention span, it spanned epochs. pokemon was life. life was pokemon. eventually, it wore me down, and i too knew every one hundred and fifty (there was, and should only have ever been, one hundred and fifty, god fucking damnit.) and could both recite the litany and recognise any one of them on sight. i could tell you with fervor that i, too, gotta catch 'em all. i could not, however, tell you my own birthday date. (i was a special kid, let's move on.)
and then, much later, there was Daria. and it was good. hell, it was everything. i look at it as perhaps one of the pinnacles of mainstream television. if there had been a subculture labelled "daria" (which would be terribly ironic) i'd've asked for the badge, jacket and name-tag. probably the cattle brand. daria was the first time i realised that 'cool' could be something other than the Fonz.
also, angry beavers was and is the bomb.