Growing up in the 80’s & 90’s tv propaganda seemed to make California the best place to be. The sky was always blue, the sun was always shining, and at any point in time you could interact with really cheezy computer animated graphics.
Nothing bad ever happened between you and your completely PC and racially diverse group of friends that couldn’t be resolved with 28 minutes and a bad pop song.
…and spandex and flannel.
… doesn’t that just make you want to buy a ticket?
( in the time that i did watch this show i figure 80% of the time the black dude was shirtless or sleeveless. )