Who Is Your Favorite Hanna-Barbara Cartoon Character?
Friday, October 24th, 2008So today it is time yet again for some random musings. YEAY! Why today of all days am I writing a random musings blog, you may ask? I don’t know. Because the Ancient Mayans predicted it on their
frighteningly accurate calenders. Seriously. That is the reason. Think about it.
- I don’t really know what it means when people say that some color is the new black. That doesn’t make sense. But I would understand if people said that purple was the new orange.
-I wish that scientists would defy God and nature and play god to genetically engineer a banana that tasted like a kiwi. That would be awesome. It could have a Frankenstein’s monster with a kiwi on its head instead of the Chiquita banana lady.
-My favorite old time Hanna-Barbara Cartoon character when I was growing up was not Top Cat or Space Ghost. It was Ranger Smith. Man did he love to disapprove of Yogi’s antics. But I don’t think he really disapproved of picnic basket stealing. I think he actually thought that Yogi’s thievery was terribly fun. Otherwise he would have shot Yogi. In the middle of Yogi’s every three episode hibernation. And not with a tranquilizer. Dead. Shot him dead in his sleep. Cause that is what rangers do, kids. They tell you in school that park rangers help the animals and commune with nature but that is just a lie that the man and your parents tell you. No they shoot sleeping woodland animals.
Why else was the murderer of Bambi’s mom never caught? Because a ranger shot her. Think about it.
-Bambi was a boy deer. So why are so many ladies of ill repute and ditzes nicknamed Bambi? I know I am not the first person to ask this but I want an answer!
-Nintendo is a fun word to say. Say it now. If you do I’ll give you a hundred extra points.
-Good job.
-I get really fustrated with online radio, especially Pandora.com. When type in that I want to hear stuff like Motörhead that means I want to hear stuff like Motörhead, hard punk-fast heavy metal with the most grinding vocals imaginable, not Judas Priest! And when I say I want to hear stuff like the Dubliners I want to hear old fashioned real Irish folk music sung by a hard drinking alcoholic, not some soft namby-pamby Sixties protest song. Got it?!
-So I think we need to run more contests here on Boodachitaville.com. It would be really fun I think to give people prizes for saying “Nintendo” or telling who their favorite Hanna-Barbara cartoon character is or creating a viable answer for why I can’t hear the music I want to hear on internet radio or why Bambi is a girls name, even if it as No-Prize. It would be even more fun if we could send out Boodachitaville t-shirts from our store for the best fan art or story. But I haven’t told Eric yet. I wanted your opinion first. So don’t let him know. Or anyone else. It’ll be our secret. shh…. Say nothing. Words would only ruin this moment.
-Bob
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being turned into snacks by actual animals, and poisoning what has to be the second most pathetic digestive system in the world. (Award for most pathetic digestive system going to the Giant Panda, whose ridiculously restrictive diet of pretty much only bamboo shoots is an inspiration to every college guy who has found himself eating frozen pizza four time a day three weeks in a row.) 
This poor chap to our left is a direct descendant of the wolf-dog that killed the last Colombian Mammoth. Crippled for life, that dog gave his all holding onto the Mammoth’s trunk, so that his masters could feast one last time before moving to new hunting grounds. His descendant, the dog to our left, is currently trying to swallow his own tongue in a vane attempt to end his own cloudy, unthinking, beastly life. We did this to him. And it is certain that the unending torture we have inflicted on dogs and cats alike, and even some farm animals, will be extended to all other creatures we shall domesticate. We will make them tiny, yippy, annoying, and pathetic. The purebreeds available in any pet store for children to taunt and coo at, but ultimately as disposable to those children as any toy.
We have to find a use for vermin!