I hate cartoons. I loathe Nickelodeon, the Disney Channel, and Cartoon Network.
It's not the stream of redundant cartoons that my children insist that HAVE to watch 24 hours a day, no matter how many times I tell them no or try to lure them away with crayons, swimming, or a semi-educational game of Candyland. It's not even the increasingly obnoxious theme songs that get stuck in your head after your children run screaming them through the house for hours (F is for FRIENDS who do stuff toGETHer, U is for YOU and ME... N is for ANYWHERE and ANY TIME AT ALL, DOWN HERE IN THE DEEP BLUE SEA...HA HA HA HA HA, HA HA HA HA HA, HA HA HA HA HA HAAAAA....).
CURSE YOU, SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS!!!
No, it's the endless advertisements that are thrown unmercifully throughout each and every program, chock-full of "OOH SHINY"'s and "Tell Momma, 'I WANT THAT!'"
...and of course, they do.
The problem is, they don't just tell Momma they want that. And that. And that. And that... First they tell me. Then they tell me again. Then they argue with me when I say "no," or "not right now."
As if that weren't enough, my children have become walking ad agents for product slogans everywhere. I made waffles the other morning for breakfast - when I went to serve them, my oldest daughter said, "Momma, leggo my Eggo!" We made a trip to McDonald's a couple days later and she proclaimed to the cashier, "I'm lovin' it!"- complete with the "Duh Duh Duh Da Duh..."
Who lives in a pineapple under the sea? My television, after I shove it up Spongebob's absorbent, yellow, porous, nautical nonsensical bum. Why just Spongebob (and yes, I do realize that Spongebob is just a cartoon character plucked out of some sicko's depraved mind)?
I don't know exactly, but something about that squeaky machine gun laughing little fool just pisses me off.
Okay, not really - but you didn't really expect a grown woman to publicly admit that she actually LIKES watching Spongebob, did you?
Oh, crap......
Could be worse! At least we aren't still in the classic days of Ren and Stimpy. At least the girls aren't going around violently point fingers and calling people "Stoopid eeeeediot!"
ReplyDeleteThis is true, but do I need to remind you of a certain friend of ours teaching my oldest daughter to do the Beavis & Butthead dance? Or to fart on random cats' heads? Or to baaah like a sheep?
ReplyDeleteDoesn't matter how much I censor their television watching, insanity manages to sneak its way in one way or another lol.