by matt low
No longer the smart-mouthed, fast-talking, in-your-face, cooler-than-cool, oh-my-I-wish-I-was-a-cartoon-so-could-beat-this-thing-senseless pitchman that only the late 80s could have bore, Chester Cheetah has recently undergone a makeover. He’s now far more sophisticated (glasses vs. sunglasses), going by the moniker “Papa Chester,” and encouraging poor behavior. Okay, I guess he isn’t completely devoid of his former self.
Papa Chester looks like he yells at those darn whippersnappers for stepping on his lawn.
Posted by: Chris | January 29, 2009 at 12:35 PM