dear lord, McGruff...
My first primary school was so at risk/Mexican that McGruff made an appearance in my classroom at least once a week. It was boring, but he always came while we would be doing math, so I didn't give a shit (you see? it's not my fault I suck at math, it's been a conspiracy.. kindergarten through flute).
I remember one video specifically where it was about some kid who came up to some kids playing handball by a chain fence and popped their ball like an asshole because he was mad that his friend moved away or something.
McGruff was fucking boss. He gave me Fun Sized snickers and shit whenever I answered correctly that walking home alone was dangerous (you know, right before I would walk literally 4 houses from the front of the school to my halmonee/harabogee's house and demolish whatever food they put in front of me)