My Care Bear was an extension of my physical being for 18 years - literally until I got married, at which point my husband decided that sharing our bed with my childhood stuffed animal was stretching the limts of his affection for me. I freakin loved that bear.
Not only did I love my Care Bear, I loved the Care Bear propaganda. The cartoons, the movies, the clothing, school merchandise... all of it. Apparently they were created by a greeting card company who later saw the potential in making the adorable,lovable, smooshable stuffed bears that we all know and love.
There were a few miniseries chronicalling the escapades of the Care Bears, one of the first being "Care Bears Battle the Freeze Machine", which was a heartwarming tale about a seemingly anorexic evil scientist called Professor Coldheart and his retarded assistant, Frostbite.
Why does Funshine Bear sound like a porn star? The world may never know.
After the Television Series was up and running the Care Bear folks decided to make a full length movie. Genius.
The first movie "A Land Without Feelings" Sucked. Hardcore. Look at this suckage.
Then Care Bears II came out and CHANGED THE WORLD. Ok, maybe not, but it entertained me and my sisters and taught me what a totem pole was.
Orphans, Cloudquakes (it's like an earthquake for cloud dwelling bears. I know, it's a stretch), Evil Spirits, the Great Fettuccine (some sort of racist Italian magician reference), the Caring Meter - Thrills, spills, and you might even cry a little. Personally, I just really wanted to go to summer camp after I saw this movie. And I then I went to Summer Camp and it was nothing like this and I hated every minute of it. Oh well.
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if i ever have a daughter, she will never know what any kind of pole is
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