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| ID | Post Type | Posted By | Comment | Title | Posted On | |
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| 4894 | Article | Benjanime | i got a nintendo power vibe from that minnie's diary magazine section, the layout reminded me of the early issues of the magazine when they would feature celebrity interviews like tim allen. love coming back to nostalgic memories like this. | Mar 27, 2019 |  | |
| 4476 | Article | Hoju Koolander | I got a personal preview of these photos a while back and was amazed, but hearing your son's perspective brought it alive in a hilarious way. Long live Dad Jokes! | Our Goonies Adventure | Jun 19, 2018 | |
| 4277 | Article | Mr Magic | I got an Eevee bank last year. https://hottopic.scene7.com/is/image/HotTopic/10610703_hi?$pdp_hero_zoom$ | Pokemania! My time during the Pokemon Craze | Feb 13, 2018 | |
| 565 | Video | Mr Magic | I got both Special Editions on DVD, but the Billy Madison Special Edition I got was released BEFORE 2004. | Happy Gilmore And Billy Madison Special Edition DVDs | Apr 04, 2013 | |
| 2231 | Article | Vaporman87 | I got in my truck this morning, started it up, and what was playing at that moment on the 80's on 8? You guessed it... Starship - Nothing's Gonna Stop Us Now. LOL. | Mannequin - An Unappreciated Classic | Apr 28, 2015 | |
| 1665 | Article | SockofFleagulls | I got my first mini boombox a little later in the decade, but I remember trying to record songs off the radio and when high speed dubbing was THE feature to have on your boombox or stereo. Thanks for the memories! | My Christmas 1982 | Dec 16, 2014 | |
| 5403 | Article | splatkillwill | I got my first NES a little over 10 years after that. The PlayStation and N64 were the thing at the time. But I just remember 2 different uncles and one family friend raving about Super Mario Bros. I ended up getting one of said uncle's NES (and later his Apple //c) with Code Name: Viper, SMB/Duck Hunt, and The Simpsons: Bart vs. the World. My parents didn't like video games so I played in the garage with an old UHF/VHF TV my grandparents let me have from a shed. | How I Got My NES | Mar 16, 2021 | |
| 2653 | Article | massreality | I got sent to the principals office once in fourth grade. It was a horrible experience. Here is how it all went down: At lunch, we were all sitting at those long lunch tables just chatting like usual. One of the boys at the end of the table made a nasty comment about a rather large girl who was sitting at the other end of the table. I was in the middle of the table, so I heard the comment and snickered. You could see people turning and looking towards the girl and whispering, and she instantly knew someone had made a joke at her expense. She started getting upset and wanted to know what was said, but no one would repeat it or even look at her. After lunch ended, she cornered me with tears in her eyes, and begged me to repeat it. I told her not to take it so serious and forget about it. The guy who said it was a jerk. She got a little hysterical and out of desperation, I repeated it only once she agreed not to pursue the situation any further. I was a stupid, stupid little boy. Five minutes later, we're in class and suddenly both myself and the boy who made the comment were summoned to the principal's office. We were both forced to stand, while she wanted to hear what happened. He lied and said he didn't know, and I decided to cover my own butt and just tell the truth. The problem was, I have/had a hard problem keeping eye contact. I was scared and had never been in trouble, so that didn't help. Once I finished, the principal began calling me a liar and said that I wouldn't look her in the eyes, so she knows I'm lying. She dismissed the other student, and then proceeded to chastise me and call my dad. Lucky for me, my grandma was living with us and she took the call. She knew me well enough to know that wasn't something I would do. I walked home from school and she was waiting on the porch, with a switch, just in case I had made the comment. Once I explained the situation, she just nodded and I went to my room to play Sega. I asked my dad just a few months ago if she had ever told him about that call. He was shocked to hear about it and said not once had she mentioned it. The bad thing about that experience is it really affected me. I have this extreme irritation with getting in trouble over something I didn't do. Like, it sends me into a furious rage, which then, makes me look guilty, which doesn't help. So, my trip to the principal office taught me that lying is the best policy and nothing good comes out of telling the truth. :) | The Principal's Office | Sep 16, 2015 | |
| 1693 | Article | pikachulover | I got the oranges too. I used to get art supplies like pens or markers when I was a little older. I remember one year I got some Dream Bears. They were like Care Bear knockoff figures made by Remco. They even had their own clothing sets sold separately of course. One year I got a few Sylvanian Families figures in the stocking. | Stocking Stuffers | Dec 18, 2014 | |
| 1654 | Article | NLogan | I got the tank and had it stolen from my grandma's back yard. My twin brother raced after the thieves they were also kids who had jumped the fence. I ran for my dad in the house and came in crying blurting out stolen and my brother's name. My dad thought someone had kidnapped my brother. I never saw my dad run that fast my life he cleared the back fence 6 feet high by just putting a hand on top and leaping over and racing down the alley. Me and grandpa jumped in the truck and roared around the block to head them off. The kids were older than me and my brother but somehow my brother scared one into dropping the gijoes and tank and bolting the other direction. My dad caught the other one. The first one probably saw my dad pounding down the alley after them and gave it up. We escorted the kid back to grandma's crying. My dad made me share my gum with him which I thought was unfair as we called his parents. One very angry dad showed up to collect him and promptly smacked the snot right out of him. I felt bad. The dad took the thief home. The cops were never called. We recovered most of the toys stolen. The tank remained missing. It was the last time we used grandma's garden as a jungle to play in. We had turned our backs for a few minutes setting up defenses across the tiny little irrigation canal that she had in her yard for watering and they must have been walking up the alley and saw our toys. I learned that we treat all people with respect even if they have wronged us and that most "bad" people are just good people that made a bad mistake. I don't know if the tank was worth it to them, it sure didn't look like it to me. | vkimo's Christmas Special | Dec 16, 2014 | |
