So there I was, a couple of days back, standing at my front door waiting for someone (who said he was already there) when I heard my neighbor’s TV. Popeye the Sailorman was on (Cartoon Network, I think) and I immediately recognized the distinctive voice of Olive Oyle. What’s so ground-shaking about that? Well, it definitely made me stare straight ahead at the offending house, stiff with disbelief and a look of incredulity...Thoughts that ran through my head at that precise moment (more or less): “What the f?...What the f?! Is that for real? It’s a freaking kids’ cartoon for God’s sake!...”
Now, I haven’t seen this cartoon in a long time and I got exposed to it again from a different angle; I only heard her voice and did not have visual to distract me. So imagine what would go through my head when I heard, “..ooohh Popeye!!...ooooohhh...oooooohhhh...ooohhh...!!?” in her girly, irritating voice!
That was all that went on for nearly five minutes. Nothing else. Might have heard Popeye saying a word or two at some point; I have no idea what he said. All that I heard the whole time I stood there was, Olive...moaning(?) in her way. She wasn’t even screaming “help” or “save me, Popeye” as is the norm, but just “ooohh”...
For what it’s worth, despite the awful inappropriateness, it sure was hilarious! Next time Popeye the Sailorman is on, close your eyes and listen to Olive Oyle’s distress call. Try it. You’ll never see that cartoon the same way again...”says Popeye the sailorman, toot-toot!”
