Anyone else want to feel like they're nine years old again?
I mean.... shit. There is so much nostalgia packed into those three minutes and forty one seconds that I had to re-assess my surroundings after I watched it because I thought I might actually be sitting on my purple beanbag in my old living room on a Saturday morning. I would kill to be wearing Melissa Joan Hart's polka-dot headband and eating Cookie Crisp right now.
Also: how is it that I always forget to bring the trash outside on trash day but I can still sing the entire Animaniacs theme song? I weep for my generation.