After shitting all over poor Voltron earlier this week as I dismantled some wingnut’s death-knell announcement of anime as a genre, I felt kinda bad. As bad as Voltron was (is), it provided me lots of after-school shits and giggles and was pretty much all we had to watch at the time, anime-wise.

Sorry Voltron – didn’t mean to be so harsh. Call me sometime. We’ll grab a pizza. Not this weekend, though, ’cause I got plans. Or next weekend – tell you what, why don’t I call you. ‘kay?

(via Boing Boing)