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Jesus, I feel like I should be parking one of my babysitting charges in front of this tattoo so I can read YM and eat Jolly Ranchers without someone bugging me to play another game of Mall Madness.
You KNOW that Hollywood has run out of ideas when someone pitches an adaptation of Zoo for the six-and-under demographic.
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Speaking of my childhood hero Skeletor, here he is in tattoo form. Had I been inclined or allowed to get a tattoo at the age of eight, it no doubt would have been one of the Masters of the Universe. Then NO ONE could make me share my He-Mans with my brother!
Via: www.he-man.org
I remember these. For twenty-five cents you could get one on your way out of Longs Drugs, then stick it in a bag of gummy worms you would give to your brother. That’s the cheapest form of entertainment when you’re nine years old. I mean, usually ambulance rides cost thousands of dollars.
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Oh come on. It’s not THAT hard to memorize. I did it when I was seven.
I wonder what piece of information from the age of seven would have that spot in my head today if the Konami Code wasn’t still hanging around like an appendectomy scar. Perhaps a memory from a trip to Disneyland or a secret from a childhood friend? Of course, my only childhood friend was named “JUSTIN BAILEY —— ——,” so maybe it’s for the best.
If you don’t get this tattoo, then I envy you for not having watched this movie over and over again on TBS for the last 48 hours.
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You know, it’s quite the testament to the power of brand identity that pretty much every single American my age remembers this tubby bastard crashing through brick walls and shouting “OH YEAH” during the commercial breaks on Muppet Babies.
I’m not sure what, exactly, it’s a testament to that so many of us have chosen to have that marauding pitcher permanently etched into our skin. Poor decision-making skills caused by overconsumption of sugar, perhaps? I certainly don’t see this many tattoos of, say, Shredded Wheat. Coincidence? I think not.
“Be careful what you wish for,” they say. It’s true. I never should have wished to see a tattoo of cartoon characters doing something other than having sex with each other.
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I see Mr. Owl, but where’s the lumpy kid who wanted to know how many licks it takes to get to the Tootsie Roll center of a Tootsie Pop?
WAIT. Don’t answer that.
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I’m sorry, I know I’m supposed to say something here, but it’s really hard to type with my sunglasses on.
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