If I ever wind up in a mental asylum...
It will be because of this fuc#er. I am scared Shi@less of Gumby!!!! I could barely scroll down the page past his fugly pictures to get to the messege board! I used to love Gumby as a kid, but over the years, around age 9 or so... something changed.
I don't know what happened, but I am so freaked out by him that I can't look at his picture or hear is voice without being severely uncomfortable. I can't even hear the theme song without feeling the begining of a panic attack. One time I feel asleep with my TV on and woke up to his freaky pointed head on the TV screen. His head is just so... WRONG! I was almost in tears!
Please tell me how a grown 25 year old woman who can sit through and LOVE the most terrifying and gory horror movie ever made is so freaked out, unnerved, and downright horrified over a stupid blue blob with an ass made of clay whose best friend is a freakin' pony!?