Who is your favorite cartoon character?
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I don’t remember having a favorite cartoon character. Apparently, my wife had enough favorite for both of us.
I watched cartoons growing up, plenty of them. Saturday mornings provided the usual parade of animated foolishness, and I enjoyed it well enough, but I was always more of a live-action guy. Give me actual people running around getting into trouble, and I was probably going to choose that over something animated.
Still, somehow, Bugs Bunny survived.
Not necessarily because he was my favorite, but because he was hers.
My wife was an extreme Bugs Bunny fan. And when I say extreme, I mean the kind of fan whose affection eventually becomes everybody else’s shopping assignment. The children bought her Bugs Bunny stuff. I bought her Bugs Bunny stuff. She bought herself Bugs Bunny stuff. That rabbit was everywhere.
After enough years, you stop questioning it.
You see Bugs Bunny and think of her.
Funny thing about memory: it doesn’t always preserve what you loved most. Sometimes it hangs onto what the people you loved loved. Their music gets mixed into your soundtrack. Their sayings sneak into your vocabulary. Their favorite foods become things you recognize on sight. And apparently, their smart-ass cartoon rabbits take up permanent residence somewhere in your head.
So, if you ask me who my favorite cartoon character is, I still don’t know that I have one.
But ask me which one survived the decades?
Bugs Bunny.
The bastard wasn’t even my favorite, and somehow he still won.
Eh… what’s up, Doc?
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I loved Bugs Bunny also. The Pink Panther was another favorite.
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Thanks, Li.
The Pink Panther! I had almost forgotten about him. 😂
That’s the funny thing about this question. I started out convinced I didn’t really have a favorite, and then everybody started naming characters and suddenly I’m remembering just how many of these damn cartoons I actually watched.
Bugs still wins by association, though. My wife made certain of that. After enough years surrounded by Bugs Bunny everything, resistance became pointless. 😂
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LOL. I love his cutting wit and his cool. He outsmarts the doofuses so easily. I would love to see him take on the orange virus. Come on, Bugs, help us out!
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LMAO “What’s up, Doc?” How I remember it well. Used to watch ALL the cartoons and I have to say he was a favorite, but then dang it, there was Donald Duck and that lisp! Coyote and Road Runner! the antics…but I can see why she loved Bugs…cute, funny, cuddly, intelligent, and definitely witty! One step ahead always! What’s not to love? Live on “You Screwy Wabbit!”
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😂 See, this is exactly what happens!
I started this whole thing claiming I wasn’t really a cartoon guy, and now you’ve got me remembering Donald Duck, Wile E. Coyote, the Road Runner, and all the rest of that Saturday morning madness.
And you’re right about Bugs. He was always one step ahead. Half the time somebody thought they were hunting him, trapping him, or outsmarting him, and Bugs was already three moves into whatever foolishness was coming next.
My wife absolutely adored that damn rabbit. After all those years of Bugs Bunny being everywhere in our house, I suppose some of him rubbed off on me whether I wanted it to or not.
“You screwy wabbit” indeed. 😂
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Most of our days, we come crawling home feeling like we walked miles in Daffy Duck’s shoes: the boulder fell on our head and the gun exploded in our hand. In those rare instances when we feel like Bugs, we should take the win.
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Michael, that’s about as accurate a description of adulthood as I’ve heard in a while. 😂
Most days we’re Daffy—something has fallen on our head, exploded in our hand, or gone spectacularly wrong while the universe watches with absolutely no sympathy.
Then every once in a while, we get a Bugs Bunny day. Everything works, we’re somehow three steps ahead, and we get to lean against the wall eating the metaphorical carrot while somebody else wonders what the hell just happened.
You’re right.
Take the win.
Because tomorrow somebody is probably handing us the exploding cigar. 😂
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We do tend to go through stretches when the only cigars we smoke are the ones that explode. 🚬
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