Okay, I'm a little relieved to know that I wasn't the only one who thought that Sid and Marty Krofft were just plain evil.
I couldn't see what my peers thought of HR Pufnstuf, weird-ass drug references, aside. One, accents didn't thrill me--I had a whole passel of relatives who were still doing FOB from Edinburgh, 50 years after the fact--big whoop. And bad panto and worse slapstick just made me cringe.
Pufnstuf was the only one I was subjected to--I managed to avoid or miss the others. I have been told by others that Lidsville left them scarred for life.
What happened to the Kroffts, anyway? Did they invest all their money in clinics to cater to the victims, as when their neurons start to wear out, keep having those effing songs roll around in their brains?
Posted by lsefton at February 15, 2004 12:05 PM