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"some kind of catharsis"
Do you remember Salute Your Shorts? Donkey Lips and the kid with the mullet and the lifeguard who perpetually had sunblock on his nose? And Awful-Waffle? Yeah, well, Awful-Waffle traumatized me. I didn't even know what it was, but one of the first times I saw the show, they held some kid down across a table while he struggled and I was horrified. I was horrified the same as when I saw the episode of the Simpsons, one of my first times ever to watch it, and Bart told Lisa to drink the water at some amusement park ride and she didn't want to, but her Aunt made her, and then she went crazy and took off all her clothes. But we'll stick to one traumatic event at a time. The Awful-Waffle.Because of it, I hated the show. I never wanted to watch it. When I finally did on occasion, usually cause there was nothing else on, or cause my brother liked it, I watched in constant fear that the Awful-Waffle would reappear. I got over this fear Friday night. I was at a friend's birthday party, and he got Awful-Waffled. And it was hilarious. They held him down and pressed a tennis raquet to his stomach, and then covered him in syrup. Then another guy licked the syrup out of his bellybutton. Then birthday guy poured syrup on another friend's head. And then they hugged. Very homosexual, but not the least bit frightening. Lessons are best learned from experience, my friends.
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