That was worth it for the outfits and hair at the mall in New Jersey. By the way, the "My Kid Could Do That" art prank is up as well. Those kids are in their 20s now and perhaps making "real art".
Nutrition and bunnies!! This was brilliant in a 1980s marketing way...
I worked in a French restaurant years ago. Whenever Laurent would whip up rabbit stew as a special I would be lambasted by some customer aghast at the idea of eating bunny. I have a rabbit as a pet, but the way I see it-- if you eat cow you can eat bunny.
I wrote two articles for them. And I recall how nice everyone looked at the First Anniversary party--all cleaned up nice, with many of the guys in tuxedos. I still have a few swizzle sticks around here somewhere.
When I was alerted that my Spy subscription was going to be magically replaced with some piece of horseshit called POV -- which in the first issue featured a long tale filled with trendy cool "hip speak" of how poker is awesome -- well, let's just say it was a sad sad day.
@Private Hangnail: You wait. If Jeans Evolution continues in its current direction, soon the kids won't be wearing any pants at all. They'll just tattoo designer embroidery on each buttcheek so it can be admired on either side of the thong strap.
@Miss-Pringle: No, it's the Way of All Things. Since time immemorial. (Young, are you?)
The Spy kids have to be gone, so we can regret their passing with the proper intensity -- regret being the most intense of the aesthetic emotions (appreciation is nice, but still way down the list).
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I worked in a French restaurant years ago. Whenever Laurent would whip up rabbit stew as a special I would be lambasted by some customer aghast at the idea of eating bunny. I have a rabbit as a pet, but the way I see it-- if you eat cow you can eat bunny.
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Why the fuck did Spy end again?
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The Spy kids have to be gone, so we can regret their passing with the proper intensity -- regret being the most intense of the aesthetic emotions (appreciation is nice, but still way down the list).
Still, I agree, sigh.