Classic TV Land
I may have shared this before (probably with Cally for a The Muggo bit) so pardon the repetition. When I came to the US at seven years old, I knew somewhere between one and four words of English and my parents were only moderately more fluent.
Lucky for me, this is a great country with great people, great teachers and great institutions of learning. And even greater television.
I am pretty sure between the fall of 1983 and the summer of 1985, I watched 2,148 hours of television.
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