It's like, how much more black could this be?

I thought this was funny. Just before I turned off the television kids program my little ones had been watching a commercial came on. Kids songs for kids sung by kids.

Nothing noteworthy, except the tagline.

This is apparently the eleventh in the series, so they kept saying, "This one goes to eleven!"

Many of us recognize the greatness of that allusion, but I'm relatively certain that the viewing audience has no clue.

Nothing new I guess, because as I watch cartoons now I realize just how much of the humor and character references are geared toward adults.

I first noticed this with the Flintstones, where the movie star was Rock Quarry (instead of Rock Hudson). The Jetsons were proficient at this as well. But the head of the class was WB's Looney Tunes, my favorite of which was The Scarlet Pumpernickel.

I realize now the layered meaning of cartoons, some of which I may still yet to catch. Funny was one thing when I was five, but another at thirty-five. I now pick up on the cultural references that were current to the adult audience.

For the kids, they're left in the dark. They look around in the blackness and ask, how much more black could this be? and the answer is none. None more black.