What do you remember that existed as commonplace a long time ago, but silently disappeared mysteriously from everyday life?
The one that made me make the thread:
Let's face it, breath strips were awful. There was next to no enjoyment from placing one on your tongue. For one, nobody closed their mouths properly and INSISTED ON SHOWING YOU IT DISSOLVE. How about NOOOOOOO Sir! Close that mouth. One thing was true though, taking them into school made you an utter bad ass. You were top gun, even more so if you ate the whole pack at once - OH NO HE DIDN'T. Oooo, feel the deep burn!
The one everyone knows:
White dog poo is more disturbing now than it ever was. Like black oppression and 90s pop, we tolerated it because we didn't know better. Just what was going on inside those poor doggy stomachs. For the record, I have never laid a white poo.
The 'awww yeah, classic!' one:
If you live near a C&A, you are probably posting in some weird and freaky time warp, or you just live somewhere really ****. I am somewhat aware of what happened in a C&A, but I have never been inside. I was reminded of the classic logo when I saw it appear out of the deep metaphorical fogs of Székesfehérvár (!), Hungary. No-one goes in, no-one goes out. Or something.
What do you remember?
The one that made me make the thread:
Let's face it, breath strips were awful. There was next to no enjoyment from placing one on your tongue. For one, nobody closed their mouths properly and INSISTED ON SHOWING YOU IT DISSOLVE. How about NOOOOOOO Sir! Close that mouth. One thing was true though, taking them into school made you an utter bad ass. You were top gun, even more so if you ate the whole pack at once - OH NO HE DIDN'T. Oooo, feel the deep burn!
The one everyone knows:
White dog poo is more disturbing now than it ever was. Like black oppression and 90s pop, we tolerated it because we didn't know better. Just what was going on inside those poor doggy stomachs. For the record, I have never laid a white poo.
The 'awww yeah, classic!' one:
If you live near a C&A, you are probably posting in some weird and freaky time warp, or you just live somewhere really ****. I am somewhat aware of what happened in a C&A, but I have never been inside. I was reminded of the classic logo when I saw it appear out of the deep metaphorical fogs of Székesfehérvár (!), Hungary. No-one goes in, no-one goes out. Or something.
What do you remember?