Unlike my real dog, I never had to clean up the mess my Tamagotchi made.
These fit over your real shoes. Can rollerblades do that? Didn't think so.
Sure, I can keep a blog and stuff. And, yeah, that blog can be accessed by the phone in my pocket. But this has a keyboard. Checkmate.
Home Alone II: Lost in New York was the greatest commercial for a toy I have ever seen.
A relic from a simpler time when threatening to shoot someone had a much different meaning.
Dude, the pins are touching my face, but my face is fine. Mind blown.
Every child had at least one of these, despite the fact that no one could ever see what was happening on the screen.
If your parents bought you what is basically a working car before you even had a bike, you might have been a bit spoiled.
I'm still not sure that having vibrations and music pumped directly into my brain through my jaw didn't leave me with some sort of horrible side effect.
Ah, moon shoes. So many sprained ankles. So many treasured memories.
Pitch Meeting: "Boys like to cook stuff too, but they don't want a pink Easy Bake Oven. Make it green and slap some bugs on it. I'm a genius."
Everyone remembers the commercial. No one actually had the game. Kinda sad that it just turned out to be ball bearings and some plastic circles.
Full disclosure: I got this for Christmas one year and it is still the greatest Christmas present I have ever received. I played with it well into my teen years.
I also still have my Power Ranger action figures that I got when I turned five. They morph right before your eyes!
Laser tag is the official sport of the '90s. I don't think anyone will argue against that. I'm thinking of petitioning the Olympics to add it in 2016.