Monday, August 10, 2009

nailing it down

there's a bunch of things that remind me of my childhood. most of them still fit in my house. some were moved to the garage. but there's one thing which puzzles me to this very day in terms of how come my grandma bought it for me. it's garbage pail kids. its creepy cleverness. its funny bizzarre.

and i loved loved loved garbage pail kids. dont know if i got it entirely but i used to stick stuff everywhere and my grandma carefully removed almost all, except this one sticker with handy andy.
of course, it looks withered, colors have faded under several rounds of obsessive detergent scrubbing. before i get too nostalgic and forget, here's a bunch of them. randomly picked, but with some reasoning. no seasoning.