It's.... the Attila the Hun Show!

Quoted today, mainly, on account of the horrid 60s TV theme song (which I can actually remember hearing on the show being spoofed in these opening titles- anyone else remember?)-

"Cow Tipping" (Watch on YouTube)

"With a little love!"

I had a little of that in my email this morning:)  (No, not the usual Viagra or porn spam; gmail's pretty good at filtering those out.) Rather, I won an honorable mention in a LJDQ-stylee trivia quiz at the simply awesome Geekingoutabout on the subject of.... wait for it....

Twilight.

The horror, the horror, and that includes my Worst Photoshopping Evah entry

The unspecified prize is being mailed. I'm speculating it's a free tube of Edward Cullen™ brand sunblock, SPF 6.02 x 10²³.

Now back to Attila the Bun!

Of course you realize this means Meme!

Day 13- Favorite childhood show

Does it count if the “show,” mostly, consisted of strung-together shorts from 1940s cinema presentations?

Course it does. Bugs Bunny remains one of the most firmly entrenched pillars of my comic consciousness.  Even in elementary school, I had little use for the Saturday morning cartoons we were all supposed to be watching, most of which had specific brands of toys and breakfast cereals associated with them. Bugs was the centerpiece of the Channel 5 afternoon lineup of repackaged old cartoons from a generation before. Yeah, Warner Brothers still cranked out newer ones, packed into various Saturday morning permutations on ABC (usually with Daffy or Tweety as the second-billed "star"), but those weren't nearly as well done and besides, who wanted to waste valuable time watching Foghorn Leghorn?

B.B. had it all going for him. The best lines. The vilest enemies, always vanquished. Even mad musical skillz, which ranged from the sophistication of "What's Opera Doc" to the simple stupidity of the "No Place Like Rome" song- it comes along at about the 2:10 mark of this

"Tyler Westcott of Folkfaces plays The People's Climate March" (Watch on YouTube)

- and we lovingly sang it almost nightly as a tubbytime lullaby to Emily, no doubt prompting all kinds of warning notes on her day care Permanent Record Card.

Plenty of it was politically incorrect. More than a little was a bit overpatriotic, especially the early 40s ones. Nobody ever did explain the evolution of Elmer Fudd from fat shlub to wabbit-hunting-wed ensemble, but who knows, maybe he was a 1960s Klingon in disguise.

Bugs's vocabulary still infects mine- from the word "stragedy" to a variety of insults hurled at annoying animals and opposing attorneys.

For lack of anything better, I'd be happy with this as my epitaph:



(And no, that was not inspired by Steinbrenner's passing.)

Great. Now I just have to wait for his grandson to sue me:

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