"Johnny Bravo" used to be the popular subject when I was around 12 or something. "Cow & Chicken" never got that popular, but "Ed Edd n Eddy", which was of like-minded stupidity, became quite popular (especially with a lot of the girls- go figure).
Buttered Toast! I loved Cow and Chicken, it was one of my favorites along side Rocko's Modern Life, Angry Beavers, and Courage. Also, Samurai Jack.
You know, looking at pictures and watching a few of these old cartoons I used to watch, makes me wonder why parents now-a-days flip out over Spongebob and how it's not child safe. Either that, or I'm just really fucked up from all my cartoons and I don't know it. I know Courage the Cowardly Dog has made me immune to anything scary since I grew up with it.
There's few cartoons now worth watching. Personally, I like Chowder, Flapjack, and Ben 10 is okay. Another of my old favourites is Teen Titans, though.
I don't watch cartoons, except for spongebob, I only like him because when I watch it, it cures me of being bored, but I can just go on 4chan for that. ;D
ed edd and eddy was the shit but yeah spongebob is creepy as hell it has so much adult stuff in it it's crazy
Im all for one for old cartoon network and how spongebob is a creep. But I love life because of animu and mangu. With these two wonders of the world, I can fap carelessly and think, "Hey!" Ill give you an example here, but I censored it accordingly so it looks normal.
If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you But make allowance for their doubting too, If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or being lied about, don't deal in lies, Or being hated, don't give way to hating, And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise: If you can dream--and not make dreams your master, If you can think--and not make thoughts your aim; If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster And treat those two impostors just the same; If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools: If you can make one heap of all your winnings And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss, And lose, and start again at your beginnings And never breath a word about your loss; If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew To serve your turn long after they are gone, And so hold on when there is nothing in you Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!" If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch, If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you; If all men count with you, but none too much, If you can fill the unforgiving minute With sixty seconds' worth of distance run, Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it, And--which is more--you'll be a Man, my son!