I have developed a bad habit. For the past three days I've left on the TV while falling asleep, so I wake up to the weirdest shit. Today was the very end of Saturday morning cartoons. One of the commercials totally brought me back to 3rd grade. The lamely-animated owl and the naive little boy with the tootsie roll pop! Does anyone really know how many licks it takes to get to the center? I tried, as I'm sure most kids did, but never got very far without biting into the chocolately goodness.