I hate you, you hate me, we all hate Barney

I hate you, you hate me
Let’s get together and kill Barney
With a gun and grenade and a knife upon his head
Let’s all dance ’cause Barney’s dead

That’s right, you all know the lines. You’ve all sung them before. Anyone who grew up in the mid 90’s knows this song. We all hated Barney. Things were good with G.I. Joe, Transformers, and He-Man.

BTW, who came up with the name He-Man? Can you find lazier name for a dude? Like the guy who came up with the name walked into the meeting forgetting that he had one job. Come up with a name. (Hmmm combine he and man. That sounds….manly.) How did we not notice that?

So those shows were awesome…and made childhood happier.

Then came along this giant purple dinosaur. With his condescending dinosauriness, acting as if Little Foot and that Land Before Time crew weren’t good enough. Acting like he was better than Dinosaurs. What’s wrong with him?!?! Ya know what Barney was? He was a hater. Ya know what they say about haters? Haters gonna hate.

Well Barney, we hate you too. You jerk. Trying to be the best dinosaur, when really you’re the creepy dude photo-bombing the prom photo.

Honestly, I don’t know what’s worse. You, or Teletubbies.