Pump up your Air Jordan’s
and bust out the Jolt cola, we are about to take a stroll down memory lane to
things from your childhood that are now unicorns in your memory
Passing Notes in School
Remember the thrill of passing notes in class?
Notes to your best friend, to your crush, just stupidly asking when things were
due because it meant you got to pass a note. Yeah.. gone.
Texting ruined that
rebellion.
Do you like Sara? circle one... |
Awkward Straight-arm Slow Dancing at School Dances
Doesn’t anyone slow
dance anymore? Feet shuffling side to side arms locked at the elbows, eyes
darting to and away from your partner’s face as you slowly spin to some 80’s
rock ballad..
He is so excited he touched her WAIST!!! |
MSG in Spaghetti-O's
Admit
it. As an adult you returned to the source and had spaghetti-o’s...and it
sucked.
In the late 80’s early 90’s they changed the recipe to get rid of MSG
and the whole product was never the same. Apparently a bunch of kids were
having allergic reactions to MSG.
Yeah.. MSG is Gluten’s older brother.
I mourn for you MSG Spaghetti-o’s |
The Phrase "Don't Drink the Kool-Aid"
I have used this phrase a lot through life. It means don’t join in on
cultish, mindless thinking and be your own person. Recently when I say this it is met with blank stares
and confusion because Kool-Aid is delicious. No.. I mean the poisoned Kool-Aid..
Jonestown; the cult and mass suicide.. they all drank the Kool-Aid because they
were brain washed and (most) died.
*siiiigh* Just… wiki it. |
“Macguyvering”
Again I will get a
blank stare at this turn of phrase. Someone thought I was referencing Scottish
tenacity.. *facepalm*
I am going to duct tape the shit out of this generation |
Awkward Puberty
This used to be an awkward
phase for all people. Even the perfect kids would get a pimple or need braces
and we were all reassured by their humanity.
Not any damn more.
Invisiline,
proactive, spray on makeup, extensions, fake eyelashes and implants.
No one is
awkward anymore
Le Sigh |
The Innocence of Pudding Pops
Fuck
you Cosby.
Those
things were delicious. Now all I think of when I see them are date rapey
creepers in weird sweaters.
Mixed Tapes
These
used to be awesome. Someone would make you a mixed tape and every song was a
declaration of their feelings for you. Seriously. Why did that have to go?!?
Oh yeah... technology.
The game just gets lazier. |
Candy Cigarettes
Creepy
but they were yummy. I told my 9 year old son about them recently and he looked
at me like I was crazy and said mom, why in the heck would a kid want
cigarettes even if they were candy!? Good point.
*looking at my mom*
Cancer fun for EVERYONE!! |
Dances Like the Cabbage Patch and Running Man
Not
twerking.. not simulated sex but flopping your limbs around while running in
place on the dance floor like it’s an aerobics class. That was awesome. It was
two parts self-mockery and one part skill. Not one part ass, one part stripper
and one part pelvic thrusting. Our pride was in either getting a laugh or
accomplishing a dance move like MC hammer. Not how much of an erection we could
give our dance partners.
We ALL did that face too.. |
Saturday Morning Cartoons are GONE
Seriously... Take a moment with the reality of that fact.
What
kind of shit is that? That was one of the best parts of childhood!Waking up at
the ass crack of dawn on a Saturday, running down stairs to claim the TV from
my three other siblings. Nabbing a miniature sized box of sugar cereal on
the way down to eat dry in front of the TV while watching gummi bears and pee-wees
playhouse. That was awesome.The fact that you had ONE shot at watching them made it all the more delightful.
Yeah... This whole post was built around this one picture. I PITY THE FOOL! |
I'm starting a mix tape club for us dammit.
ReplyDeleteYEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteWe can't play them anymore but it is the thought that counts.. ;)
I LOVE THIS! (For so very many reasons)...
ReplyDeleteSide note: Anyone who doesn't understand (or know of) MacGuyver is a fool. Give me a band aid, paper-clip, one bullet and a monkey, and we will win.
What does modernity have to offer in exchange, Bieber? Pffffffffft. Not even remotely close.