Maybe Sparrow

My husband has found a new cartoon.  Luckily, we're of a generation where that's acceptable, and he won't be goaded by hairy dockworkers for such a thing.  So far as I am aware, the only acceptable cartoonage available to dudes of my father's generation was Loony Tunes.

So anyway, this is what has caught his attention:

This show is, uh...

Well, like, it's a lot like Ren & Stimpy.

We watched one last night where giant hair monsters that cut hair were defeated by feral cats, which promptly spat the monstery remains up as hairballs.

Classy.

I don't know the backstory, so it's all a terrific mystery.  I'm all, "Why is the little blonde even hanging out with that scary old blue guy?  Was he purchased in some sort of sex trade deal?" 

And, apparently, everyone has scurvy.

And, at some point, they all get addicted so some sort of love drug that floats off the body of the little boy.

It's all kind of confusing. 

On the other hand, it's a whole hell of a lot better than Bleach.