Let me start by saying that I hold no illusions about cartoons. I know they exist in alternate cartoon-universes and can bend all sorts of real world rules to do whatever they want to do. Because it’s not real life. That’s why Boots the monkey can talk and SpongeBob Squarepants exists at all. Despite knowing […]
This post was supposed to be called “Motherfucking Caillou,” but the Husband wouldn’t let me use a swear word in the title. So I’m saying it now. MOTHERFUCKING CAILLOU. That’s right. I know every single parent is thinking the same thing, so don’t act all innocent with me.