Found these magazines in the storage room, all from summer 1997 these are not mineSource Tags# magazines# room# storage# summer Share Previous Post Star wars cups from Taco Bell Next Post I can still smell the pink soap they’d put in these in elementary school. Subscribe Notify of new follow-up commentsnew replies to my comments Label {} [+] Name* Email* Label {} [+] Name* Email* 0 Comments Most Voted Newest Oldest Inline FeedbacksView all comments Load More Comments Related PostsThe OG big room banger!!!Somebody uploaded a poster from “I Know What You Did Last Summer”. I think this is the best horror movie to come out of the 90s.Building the longest Markers line before the teacher entered the roomI use to get Nickelodeon Magazines, one of the best things I ever got in the mail.Soda machine in my break room still has all the classic logos.Game Galaxy; this place had every classic arcade game you could think of and a room full of old pinball machines10 NES games, 3 Instruction Manuals, 2 controllers, 1 Joystick, and 6 Nintendo Power magazines. Not bad for a $15 Flea Market find!Hey, anyone remember these guys? When having first seen this video, I would oft wonder why in the hell were Blur flinging themselves across the room like that–and then, after considerable rumination, finally got it–it’s in the first line of the lyrics itself: I got my head checked, By a jumbo jet.Remembering that no matter what anyone tells you, there is absolutely, positively, NO sex in the champagne room.
Somebody uploaded a poster from “I Know What You Did Last Summer”. I think this is the best horror movie to come out of the 90s.
Game Galaxy; this place had every classic arcade game you could think of and a room full of old pinball machines
10 NES games, 3 Instruction Manuals, 2 controllers, 1 Joystick, and 6 Nintendo Power magazines. Not bad for a $15 Flea Market find!
Hey, anyone remember these guys? When having first seen this video, I would oft wonder why in the hell were Blur flinging themselves across the room like that–and then, after considerable rumination, finally got it–it’s in the first line of the lyrics itself: I got my head checked, By a jumbo jet.
Remembering that no matter what anyone tells you, there is absolutely, positively, NO sex in the champagne room.
