I was a Simpsons kid.
I calendared. I VCR'd. At school I wrote book reviews on Bart Simpson's Guide to Life.
The chapter on how to annoy one's parents remains as relevant today as it was 20 years ago: nothing angers your mum at Pak'nSave like licking all the fruit.
I even recall a lost summer in a South Australian heat wave, stricken by violent ear infections from too many cannonballs in the local pool.
As my family left each day to its cool reprieve I was left on my grandparents' couch and hour upon hour of The Simpsons. Every teen should know such bliss.