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> History #68: Saturday Night Not-So-Live
Humor, Horror, and Heavy Metal: Saturday Night Live VCR Tapes. I taped shitloads of them. Saturday Night Live 15th Anniversary. Saturday Night Live with Rick Moranis. Saturday Night Live with Kathleen Turner.
I was a Saturday Night Live FANATIC when I was young (still highly enjoy it and I think that Tina Fey is HOT as HELL!!!).

I remember the first time I ever watched a Saturday Night Live episode. I snuck downstairs one night when I was but a child (mind you, we are traversing back in time to the '80s here - no Delorean needed). While everyone slept upstairs, I tried my best to use my ninja-like skills to be extremely quiet so no one could hear my twilight Saturday excursion.

I turned on the television really low so no one could hear me up and about and I began watching the funniest things I EVER saw on television: "Buckwheat has been shot. I repeat, Buckwheat has been shot."

It was truly wonderful... no... life changing.

"I Nub Noo. I Nub Noo." BAM BAM - nooooooooooooooo

This was... funny as hell.

"I'm Gumby DAMMIT!"

I had never seen anything like it. It was... it was ADULT BASED HUMOR. And to a kid... this was the shit.

"I am BLACK and you are WHITE"
"You're as blind as a bat and I have SIGHT"

I became addicted from there on... sneaking downstairs at night to watch this craziness.

As the years went by, we purchased an amazing item, a true gift from the Godz. A Video Cassette Recorder (VCR to those of you who are confused). I began taping EVERY episode back in Highschool (around 1990) and continued to tape as many as I could for quite a many years. I still have them all downstairs, stuffed in the closet in an old dusty VCR Tape Storage Bin (yes, they actually made those).

Every once in awhile, I will take them out and watch some of them again.

"I think I'm gonna hurl"

"Touch my monkey. Touch him.... LOVE HIM!!!"

"Well, isn't THAT special"

Phil Hartman - I miss you man. If God has a sense of humor, I'm sure you're keeping him in stitches now (moment of seriousness - comedic genius - unfortunately his wife was cracked out on cocaine and anti-depressants and shot him to death while he was sleeping. Truly one of the saddest days for comedy.)