Worse Than Expired Milk
My dad's desk drawers reminded me that as a kid I was quite spoiled (even though I never got my ROOS back then). I really had some great toys - Omnibot, a big Voltron, plenty of Star Wars figures, lots of He-Man toys, Transformers, a Pogo Ball, and even my personal assistant Mildred who cleaned my room for me and made sure my cappuccino was always warm. For whatever reason, I saved the instructions to a few of these toys and I recently uncovered some of those papers in one of the desk drawers. Can you believe I used to own this:
That's right, a Back to the Future II radio controlled Delorean, detailed down to the Mr. Fusion which REALLY WAS THE POWER SOURCE!.
I also uncovered the assembly instructions for my Roller Racer Sit Skate. Man that thing kicked some ass. We had a big, unfinished basement and I would roll around that cement floor for hours singing the jingle. When I was finally tuckered out I would go upstairs for another cappuccino, caviar and crackers, and I would often have my nails buffed by our family stylist ("sitting" and "skating" can be a bitch on the digits). Hey, don't look at me like that. I already said that I was spoiled.
That's right, a Back to the Future II radio controlled Delorean, detailed down to the Mr. Fusion which REALLY WAS THE POWER SOURCE!.
I also uncovered the assembly instructions for my Roller Racer Sit Skate. Man that thing kicked some ass. We had a big, unfinished basement and I would roll around that cement floor for hours singing the jingle. When I was finally tuckered out I would go upstairs for another cappuccino, caviar and crackers, and I would often have my nails buffed by our family stylist ("sitting" and "skating" can be a bitch on the digits). Hey, don't look at me like that. I already said that I was spoiled.
Labels: childhood