It’s, uh… hard to imagine what’s fitting to post on such a special occasion.
How do you summarize such a cultural phenomenon? What represents all of what it means to you?
Well, at last, I think I’ve found it.
This scene right here, as ol’ Scoob struts in, balancing 9 lovely pizzas…
…and – temporarily turning them 100% more magenta – throws them into the air…
…causing five to hit the ceiling fan…
…followed by four more, making nine total…
…followed by yet another four, just for pizza-reality-defying good measure.
Which – for those of you playing along at home – is considered by most mathematicians to not add up to nine.
And what happens when they land?
They turn into only four pizzas, ‘cause that’s just how Scooby rolls.
Why is a sequence like this so special?
‘Cause it doesn’t matter if you’re chasin’ a pizza with boomeranging abilities…
…or eatin’ a “pizza” that looks like a pink rolled-up yoga mat…
…if you just sliced up pizza, for your whole gang, with a ceiling fan…
…you’re a darn good (and awfully clever) friend.
Happy 50th, Scoob, and here’s to another 50 years of cartoon physics and delightful inconsistencies.
And may animation tech never make errors fully a thing of the past, as there’s nothing cooler than finding the figurative fingerprints of the creators who worked so hard to make it all a reality.