So a couple of days ago the Australian version of the cable channel Disney aired that 1987 film "The Brave Little Toaster." I had forgotten completely about it, and the name rang a bell as I looked at it on the tv guide of my cable set-top box. I found it weird that the Disney channel aired such an old piece of work (which at the time of seing the name I didn't know it was), I mean I don't even see re-runs of Snow White and the Twelve Dwarfs on the Disney channel amongst all the Hannah Montana bullshit. I don't think I have seen one actual Walt Disney classic film on cable tv.
(Which on an unrelated point, I think channels that show old kid cartoons are incredibly awesome and marketably smart because older people can enjoy them for the nostalgia hit, and kids can enjoy them because - well, they're cartoons. This is why I love that channel Boomerang for instance. Not that its really nostalgia for me, I mean all the films were made before I was born - but still I watched them as a kid)
Anyway, so I hit enter and a stream of memories came back - It was like Toy Story but with household appliances and no Tom Hanks. SO FUCKING AWESOME OMG.
But then my childhood horrors came back. You see, in this movie an air-conditioner commits suicide (Fun Fact: Was voiced by the guy who played Troy McClure and Lionel Hutz before the actor's drugged up wife murdered him in his sleep. RIP Phil Hartman) and a sadistic clown from hell arises from black smoke in a nightmare sequence and tries to impale the toaster with giant demonic forks. I mean WTF?
Now I know why I am so fucked up. Because The Brave Little Toaster fucked my childhood up. I most likely didn't sleep for days over this shit. FML. Discuss.