The Day My Butt Went Psycho

The Day My Butt Went Psycho is eye candy for anyone with a 10-year-old's sense of humor, but it doesn't offer much depth beyond the seemingly endless bowels of toilet talk. This is a world where people and their walking, talking, preposterously oversized derrieres live side by side. Where conversations are rife with cleverly played puns about "explosive" altercations, "crack" fighting, and "cheeky" laughs. Where inanimate objects are reshaped into the now-distinctive image of a stand-alone tush. It's as if someone "cracked" open a kid's doodle pad and turned the contents into a cartoon, complete with gaseous weapons of mass expulsion.  

There is some merit to the buddy-comedy quality of the show, as Zack and Deuce come to realize that even though they're separate entities, they're better together than they are apart. Even so, that's not the reason kids will like it. When it comes to this age group, bathroom humor sells, and this outrageously silly series is as full-frontal (or back-frontal) in that department as a kid's cartoon can get. Ultimately this is a classic know-your-kid -- and know-your-own-tolerance level -- scenario. If yours are the type to repeat what they hear on TV and you're not keen on listening to butt and fart puns ad nauseam, you may want to turn their attention elsewhere.