Some of the best Saturday mornings of my life were when I was maybe 10 or 11. I'd wake up early and beat Sonic in time to watch cartoons over a bowl of sugar-packed cereal.
Maybe it's because we idealize our childhoods, but I remember those times more fondly than getting stoned and watching...
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