imagine you’re an old person, born in 1903, you’re dying on a hospital bed and fading from existence. The television is on and a giant cup, a floating medium fry, and a squeaky brown ball are all yelling at each other. You rode in the first cars, saw the first sound films, experienced the Great Depression, and even saw the moon landing. The dawn of a new millennium. The future never looked brighter.
In the first six years of my life, a President (John Kennedy) was assasinated, and his brother Robert, and civil rights leaders Medger Evers, Malcolm X and Dr. Martin Luther King, as well as the three young men-- James Chaney Andrew Goodman Michael Schwerner who were killed in Mississippi for the "crime" of registering black voters. Not to mention four little girls who died when someone blew their church up during Sunday school. Oh, and we landed on the Moon and tried to set several Asian countries on fire. Frankly, I'm surprised anyone made it out of that decade alive, sane, and mostly free from radioactive poisoning. My generation was made for ATHF.
0:48 Bring forth the Holy Water! 5:18 hard as i can 8:34 Gentleman, Behold!...Corn!+flying doll 9:12 CURSE! 10:10 Robo-Ghost of Christmas past 10:44 Pop-ups 11:43 there can be only ONE!
I thought the line was "with their fluids and diseases!" Hmmmm.... what else have I been wrong about? (goes off to seriously contemplate his personal existance) (returns from same) Actually, that is what Shake said. Very much in character.
Kids nowadays will never know the felling of staying up all night watching adult swim even tho our parents told us not to and waiting until they went to bed and disobeying them by watching it anyway
