About 25 years ago, I was out of college, in what turned out to be the end of a relationship, and making slightly more than minimum wage on second shift. On weekday afternoons before work, instead of going on a walk, or reading a book, or looking for a better job, or trying to be a better boyfriend, I’d watch TV with my significant other because, well, the TV’s on. One of the shows was Tom and Jerry Kids which was about as bad a spin-off as anything that was ever spun off. In one particular episode (which remains a mental bookmark for that period of my life), they couldn’t be bothered to use sound effects any better than the 2600 version of Donkey Kong. Even in 1992, that shit was old.
