D.A.R.E. taught me that weed was non-addictive and also gave me an excuse to wear hot pink because I beat my entire class at trivia and won a hot pink D.A.R.E. t-shirt. It made it into the rotation, and was of such a radioactive hue that relatives and classmates alike would avert their eyes from the pain. It was glorious, and probably should have been a not-so-subtle hint that I was a freaking egg.
Edit: The fucking winning question was the names of the four Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. I was the only diehard TMNT fan in my tiny 6th grade class, so there was an audible groan as everyone in the room turned to look at me, “say the line, Bart”-style.
It was rural KKKracKKKerstan and like maybe two other people in my class had cable, and the series hadn’t been on the air for very long. These backwoods rubes were barely cognizant of (G1) Transformers, Thundercats, or Masters of the Universe, let alone their pick-me counterparts (e.g., Go-Bots and Silverhawks). By the time TMNT hit, they were barely discovering Matchbox and Hot Wheels. Micro Machines wasn’t even a blip on the radar.
D.A.R.E. taught me that weed was non-addictive and also gave me an excuse to wear hot pink because I beat my entire class at trivia and won a hot pink D.A.R.E. t-shirt. It made it into the rotation, and was of such a radioactive hue that relatives and classmates alike would avert their eyes from the pain. It was glorious, and probably should have been a not-so-subtle hint that I was a freaking egg.
Edit: The fucking winning question was the names of the four Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. I was the only diehard TMNT fan in my tiny 6th grade class, so there was an audible groan as everyone in the room turned to look at me, “say the line, Bart”-style.
That’s insulting easy.
How do I reach these kids!
It was rural KKKracKKKerstan and like maybe two other people in my class had cable, and the series hadn’t been on the air for very long. These backwoods rubes were barely cognizant of (G1) Transformers, Thundercats, or Masters of the Universe, let alone their pick-me counterparts (e.g., Go-Bots and Silverhawks). By the time TMNT hit, they were barely discovering Matchbox and Hot Wheels. Micro Machines wasn’t even a blip on the radar.
“Now that’s a name I’ve not heard in a long time… a long time”