In middle school, pogs were the diggity. I had a slammer with a metallic skull on it, which was beyond rad. While we rarely actually played pogs (lest we lose our favorites to some stupid classmate), it was a badge of coolness to have a superior pog collection.
On the coolness scale, my pog collection ranked in the mid- to high-awesomeness range. I had hundreds of pogs, including character pogs, metallic pogs, and pogs shaped like saw blades. My favorite pogs had 8-balls, Simpsons characters, yin-yang symbols, and flames - all designed to showcase my rebellious nature at the tender age of 12 (and by rebellious, I mean utterly conforming to what my classmates considered cool). I even had a kick-ass teal pog case... aka, a plastic tube.
Sadly, the pog trend plummeted from uber-hot into the realm of uncool in the blink of an eye, and I was left with hundreds of small cardboard disks in a plastic toilet paper tube.
Thursday, November 12, 2009
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I remember playing that with you and Danny
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