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Weird things from your youth.

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maxcriden

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If I remember correctly they sent out a limited amount of them and you were supposed to pose them and then send in a photo. It was for that DS "touching is good" ad campaign.

Weird. I definitely didn't participate in that contest, but maybe I signed up to get one. That rings a bell. Thanks for the info.
 

old

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Phone books.

People openly and happily let their name, address, and phone number be made public for anybody to find.
 
I used to think the D in Dinsey was a backwards G, don't ask me why...
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I thought the castle in the logo was a birthday cake when I was three. Made everyone laugh by loudly proclaiming this idea at the screen of Little Mermaid my parents took me to.
 
I never put too much thought into that S. I always thought it was the logo for some band, like Skrillex or something. Then I saw this video a few months ago and it got me wondering.
 

Apt101

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People seemed to not care where their children went unsupervised. I noticed this when my family finally had enough money to move into a proper house in a nice area. This was a bit before cell phones. Children basically 6 and older could run around all over the neighborhood and throughout the local park without a care in the world. Now someone sees a six year old by himself someplace and they're ready to call child services.
 
For some reason my parents let me go outside by myself when I was 3 - 4. This was in South Korea. One time I didn't come back with my friend until night time and my mom was freaked out. I still had a lot of outside freedom until I was about 14. I don't know what made my mom become strict, but even as an adult and living in her home she freaks out if I go out at 7pm to the movies, grocery store, etc. She doesn't get freaked out if she needs to send me out to get food, alcohol, etc.
 
When i was in kindergarten i struck a deal with a kid: if he would teach me to draw a fish, i would teach him how to read. He kept up his end of the bargain, but when i tried to fulfill my end i realized that im 4 years old and i have no fucking idea how to do that, and i gave up trying. A day or two later he stepped on my ear while i slept at naptime in retribution. What the fuck, jermaine.
 
My middle school served funnel cakes. I had one of those and a Hawaiian Punch every day for lunch. I'd give anything to have that metabolism back.
 
Abandoned houses were fun. We would create tunnels through the walls. It sucked they eventually destroyed the house. Well, it was worth being abducted that one summer.
 
pogs.

everybody had fucking pogs but none of us actually played the game you were supposed to play with them. i had a metal slammer that had it's own plastic case. what the hell
 

Maha Kali

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In kindergarten, a kid wanted to make some kind of agreement/arrangement with another friend and me (I forget what it was for). He insisted that we all had to show our butts to seal the deal.

He had little balls of shit stuck to his butthole.
 

Mistake

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My family was always a little dark, but in a weird way. My grandfather was an optometrist, and once put a cut out pair of eyes into a rectangular window, that peered into the meeting room at his office. He told me "no matter where you go in this room, those eyes will see you." I was only 6 but thought it was cool. When we drove, one of his favorite jokes were "how many people are dead in that graveyard?" You try to count and he says "All of them" haha. Me and my brother would also play hide and seek at graveyards now that I think of it.

Lastly, my mother read me all the usual stories like mother goose, but would also read from the book Mysteries of the Unexplained or Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark
 

Sch1sm

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In eighth grade, on a trip to the Toronto Metro Zoo, a friend and I climbed into the giraffe pen.

What the heck compelled me to climb up that fence and go in? What was I getting out of that?
 
Porn mags (and I guess those are a thing that don't really exist anymore, either) used to be displayed openly wherever they were sold; in the supermarket, at drugstores, newsstands, etc., even though they also had exposed nipples and asses, or were otherwise salaciously semi-naked.
 
My high school used to have a legit smoking section for students. It was no longer in use by the time I came through but always thought that it was bizarre. Luckily, I had a parent as a teacher there so I would sign out every day to go smoke and take a shit at home.

The first time I ever saw porn was when a traveling church youth group stayed at our house. They pulled it out that night and we all watched it. While everyone was sleeping, I got up and hid it under my bed so I could keep it. I just played dumb when they woke up. I wore that shit out.
 
Hot fries (kinda like hot cheetos)

I also had a pizza hut in school

Seeing porn for the first time on dial up internet. (also kids bringing porn magazines to school hidden in folders or other magazines)

Good times
 
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