Sticky Fingers
I found one of my childhood sticker albums last night. I forgot how much stickers once consumed my world, even if they were stickers listing your basic cable channel selections that were intended to be stickied to the remote, or metallic Triple-A stickers, or random Easter Seals stamps. Mostly I enjoy this pastiche of things I loved in 1985 (He-Man, Garbage Pail Kids, Muppet Babies) and things that were forced upon me in 1985 (Jesus)... and my inability to tell the difference. They're all just havin' a big sticker party! They're friends!
I'd like to think I deliberately matched up "REJOICE! HE IS RISEN!" with the boogying reanimated skeleton, but I probably did not. Slapping a mustache on the Liberty Bell though? Oh yeah, that was all me.
Also, these scratch n' sniff stickers totally still work. The dill pickle is especially pungent. Their technology was through the fucking roof.
I hope I find more of these. I'd probably devote my whole week to it if I didn't have an actual job right now.
I'd like to think I deliberately matched up "REJOICE! HE IS RISEN!" with the boogying reanimated skeleton, but I probably did not. Slapping a mustache on the Liberty Bell though? Oh yeah, that was all me.
Also, these scratch n' sniff stickers totally still work. The dill pickle is especially pungent. Their technology was through the fucking roof.
I hope I find more of these. I'd probably devote my whole week to it if I didn't have an actual job right now.