The 90s Fucking RULED
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Bob Fox and I hopped back into the basement with Robbie's brother Mike, this time to talk about how glorious it was growing up in the 90s (for Mike and I, not Robbie who was just a pup). I don't want this to be one of those blogs where I just plop a podcast down and kindly ask the reader nice enough to give me their click to watch it. But I also don't want to just write out the entire podcast, which delves into beautifully 90s shit like Sega Genesis games, Jansport backpacks, posters from Spencer's, Blockbuster Video, JNCO Jeans, Pogs, WWF Attitude Era, Polo Sport cologne, dsaljkhfjklsdhfjdalkfjadlk. Sorry, I just nostalgasmed everywhere.
As KFC often says, children of the 90s are the greatest generation (no offense to the actual Greatest Generation that, yanno, stopped evil from taking over the planet by fighting in the 2nd World War). We were the last generation that were molded by a world before the internet existed and after the World Wide Web corrupted our minds one AOL chat room + Limewire download at a time. I know that everyone probably thinks their childhood was the but I'll go to my likely early grave convinced these were truly the best of times to grow up in.
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Now I'll wrap things up with an obligatory 90's nostalgia bomb for those that want a whole lotta dopamine to flow directly through their brain on a Friday.