Oddities

Thundercats Hoooo!!!! I Am Adam, Son of Thundera

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Thundercats Hooooo!!!! Fuck ya…I could probably spend 3-4 hours just screaming that, do you feel that in the air? It’s me transforming into a Thundercat while I write this. Some of you might ask what a Thundercat is and my answer is fuck yourself for not knowing and you need to Google it fag. Every human being practically knows what a Thundercat is and if you don’t then you should feel like a complete asshole.

My brother and I would watch these cats every Saturday and I would damn near masturbate after seeing an episode just to get the testosterone down so I could go on with my day. What he did I have know idea…

The Thundercats would go out and battle the nonsense outside of the lair and the return to the fortress of badassary where they kept the tank and the other cats. I remember when I was about 9 that I actually went out for Halloween as Lionel. As you can see I was just as amazing then as I am now. I have a habit of being on the right track in my life and it has certainly paid dividends through the chicks in my life all the way to career choice.

So I have decided that I wanted my sons to know about the Thundercats (my oldest is lucky he has escaped this impending procedure). My youngest being 5 years old now has all the seasons ready to go with a flick of a button on the media center. I haven’t put the makeup on him yet but I do wear it around the house. We train in cardboard boxes we made into a fortress in the living room and spend the afternoon yelling “Thundercats Hooo!” until my wife has had enough and snaps. I then to proceed to paint her as the Thundercats arch enemy and together me and my son battle her till she gives in.

This has gone on for weeks now and frankly I don’t see an end in sight. A Thundercat doesn’t give up. Shortly me and my son will only eat Kibbles and Bits just to ensure we are taking this serious, I think if he grows up on the right path we will forever grow as a team.

“Thundercats Hoooooooooooooooo!!!”