AD Police, fighting crime in a really perverted future time

Robots and sex. Two great tastes that all of humanity can't wait to taste together. With the end of BGC, the iron was STILL hot so they struck using Leon as their front man in a Megatokyo sans Knight Sabers.

Friends, let's talk about the A.D. Police Files, the OAV series...

Take a bite of AD Police's shiny metal ass... Or not. I wouldn't. Ew.

Normally, I’m wacky for police dramas as they were a huge part of my evening viewing during my formative years and adding in robots gone awry normally makes everything better, but apparently that's not always the case.

I realize that I’ve been tossing up anime that I praise and since I touched on BGC I feel it’s only fair that I explore the dark side of enjoying that particular franchise and the consequences that such folly merits. Let's start with one of its more contemporary snafus...

So sample my venom as we discuss AD Police: To Serve and Protect, the TV Series

Bubblegum Crisis: Lady Mecha-Mercenaries show us how it's done!

Since I'm going through my list I would be shocked if I didn't mention this one sooner. My #3 frequently vied for my #1 spot, which it would frequently gain along with vast amounts of worship and obsession. SO much obsession that I went on to purchase production cels, multiple versions of the original OAV series, the TV series, the follow-up OAV series everyone else hates, the spin-off AD Police OAV and the manga it was based on, the god-awful AD Police TV series and the recent Parasite Dolls OAV  all based... somehow in the same collective Blade Runner/Streets of Fire style universe.

Let's burst into of Bubblegum Crisis...

Here's Ranma!

Well, here we are at my number two favorite anime.

It's also a romantic comedy like UY, a classic love story of the love of a redhead for a panda. Um, wait, no. That's not it. In fact, considering this IS Japanese after all I can't say as that's a prudent line of humor...


Anyway, So Ranma 1/2, my second favorite anime of all time...

Urusei Yatsura: The Alien Delight that conquered a nation

Let's you and me rap for a bit about anime...

Being that I'm a crusty old nerd and we're facing a crisis where breast-feeding in combat is totally okay(Seikon no Qwaser) and there's a Dragonball Z equivalent that the ladies are into (Inuyasha) and the same creative bankruptcy infesting hollywood today has devoured most of Japan, I feel it is only fair to point out to those poor young folks that the GOOD shit is already here.

It's weird, weird, WEIRD, but it is so worth watching for everything from a sudden outbreaks of girly-eyes measles, attacks by birds made of ice cream, zombie-like infectious toothache epidemics, aggravated and drunken space-fish, robot-erasers hellbent on revenge, rampaging tiger-cows, epic culinary disasters, goat-hauntings, parent-forced cross-dressing, willful perverts happily cross dressing (Ataru & Co.), suicide prone goblins, etc.

But this is the distinctive incentive that makes this series legend and keeps people coming back for more. Additionally, this makes it a constant reference in anime like in Project A-ko, Bubblegum Crisis, Otaku no Video, etc.

Friends, I invite you to consider Urusei Yatsura, my favorite anime of all time.

What moron buys this cra-Oh uh, yeah. Me.

Riff Trax. A product from a site known as http://www.rifftrax.com/, the site from whence the former crew from Mystery Science Theater 3000 have set up camp and developed a more insidious method of mocking things as you watch them. Only, their mirth-filled wrath is now directed at current films and things you may already own, the convenient part is that all you need to do is download their audio tracks and play them alongside the movie.

Example follows the cut...

Diary of a Cereal Killer

Gazing into bowl of pure crunchberries, I can't help but wonder if there's a point where someone woke up in the morning and decided that madness of this caliber was acceptable. To label it as being available for a "Limited time only!" makes it even more insane. What the hell?

"It'll never work! Who would want this crap?!" I protest to myself, in denial as I ignore the simple fact that I just tossed a box in my cart. After all, I was here to buy ingredients for dinner, not THIS crap. Oh. Wait. I just... damn.

Behold the madness of this day (technically, yesterday): Purchasing a used Dell, Setting up said Dell, going to Class, losing sleep repairing a laptop, Receiving my City Commander (Ultra Magnus armor) in the mail, etc.

Not quite that exciting for some, but anyway all of that is officially dwarfed by this awful bowl of colorful, corn-puff crap and it's pungent aroma of pure processed frosting. I convinced myself it was a treat for Candyce and yet, it's all I can do not to flip out as I scarf it down while tears stream down my cheeks like a pair of twin waterfalls that gush out both joy and despair. I can't stand that I am enjoying these. The greed and filth that comprises what is now General Mills flows through every eye-popping graphic smeared about the cardboard crunchberry corral, Cap'n Crunch looking more sinister than I ever have seen him; his cheesy grin almost screaming "Oh yeah, you'll buy it. You'll buy it because your Cap'n commands it!" and the only thing that makes that image hurt is that I did so willingly and thanked the Cap'n for his corn puff lashes across the roof of my mouth.

Is this what it's like to vote Democrat? I wouldn't know. Then again... Lately, voting GOP gets the equivalent of cook farting on your plate and handing you a steep bill. Same day different cuisine, I guess.

What was I talking about? Oh... right... crunchberries.

You know I remember a time where Cap'n Crunch was not only delicious, but important. So effing important that Spiderman himself swung in to rescue Cap'n from a promotion so devious that Spiderman needed my help to do... something or another with the box and get a Soggy toy or something out of the bottom of the box. I think there was a toy padlock involved? Connected to a maze and a horrifying mountain made of milk. Or milk curds. They never cleared that up. Like I said, I don't really recall or care to relive it, but it was important at the time.

So uh, in summation, OOPS! All Crunchberries! are available for a limited time only and if you act soon, you may be able to acquire this unique treat for only two American Earth dollars at your Neighborhood Wal-mart grocery retailer before tax. Join me in letting some of that pride slide and take a dip into flavor county (as opposed to "country") as you enjoy the delectable blend of ABSOLUTE BERRY HELL IN YOUR FACE!!!