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I adore toons. I mean, who doesn't.

It's an age of innocence that only lasts about ten years where each story starts with 'Once upon a time ' and ends with 'happily ever after. '

The End.

Or is it?

I have fond memories of awaking early before middle school simply to stare in front of the TV and watch Tom & Jerry run around chasing one another.

Or hilarious characters in the vein of Dick Dastardly and his fighter pilot hound Muttley, with that cheeky bark-cum-laugh hi hi hi hi hi hi hi!

Thanks to those inventive Warner Bros, mums and dads around the world taught their children about the birds and the bees with cats and dogs.

And roosters, bears, mice, rabbits, panthers, ducks. In reality it seemed, anything apart from an actual person.

And who can forget Bugs Bunny's taste for carrots, Wiley Coyote's obsession with ACME dynamite, and Pepe Le Pew's constant amorous moves toward anything with a heartbeat.

Come to think of it, those crafty artists were preparing us little ankle biters for life in (and beyond) the school grounds.

If you subtract the endearing characters, magical music and, naturally, the A.M. timeslot, you had an adult allegory of Food, Hate and Love that was spoon fed daily into captive brains with Captain Crunch, non-lite milk and that enchanting harmony of 'snap, crackle and pop. '

I don't know which was more sugary - the Fruit Loops or the Loony Tunes?

Sunday morning television sure was a regular Animal Farm. (And no, not the one you are thinking).

You learned the facts of life from comics - a long time before The Facts Of Life was first aired in on the cusp of the 80's!

Then there were that unusual family of blue beings called The Smurfs who lived in an enchanting forest and ate magical shrooms (or was that the producers of the show?). Let's never forget this was way before The Blue Man Group - and a load more engaging, if you ask me.

I mean, where in any society does there exist a family unit composed of only one female and an apparently never-ending supply of males, led by the one they call "Papa"?

I suspect that is where the phrase 'Who's your daddy ' had its roots, but that is surely another subject altogether.

The point is, whether you're a big kid or a small kid, toons are always lots of fun.

It doesn't matter if you're watching them on the television or watching a pro cartoonist draw a caricature: a creative illustration, a black and white sketch, or an artistic doodle can take us all back to that golden age of innocence.

Ha ha, I said doodle.