I guess that's the thing with revisiting nostalgia stuff. You can't quite ever recapture that lightning in a bottle of the original. You can only really hope to get close, not fuck up too much, and keep hitting the "90% of the quality of the original" until it's just hackneyed and I am left writing too many fucking clichés to describe it.
So maybe I just need to go find some old-school Loony Tunes on Netflix or DVD or something and binge on that for a while. Except that fucking skunk. Because fuck Pepe Le Pew and all of France. And the rooster guy wasn't that funny either.
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