Honestly, I never really watched cartoons. They always felt too loud and silly; I could never connect with the humor. If anything, I felt sorry for the ones everyone else laughed at. Like Elmer Fudd and Wile E. Coyote. Men who tried but failed and kept getting hurt, while the world stood around laughing.
But if I had to pick a favorite, it would be Scooby Doo. Their ghost hunting adventures were the only ones that held my attention. Maybe it was the mystery, or maybe it was the idea of unmasking the thing that scared you. Either way, this one stayed with me when the rest never did.
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