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For many of us, our interests in science began at an early age and this was one of the toys that got us there. We asked why the wheel stayed on the Whee-lo and how it zoomed back and forth without falling off. The rest of us had smart-ass Dads or Uncles that told us it was magic or some other bizarre reasoning that they gave us. Inevitably we’d sit there for hours contemplating how the maple syrup allowed the wheel to roll upside-down.
Long ago, in a land far, far away, there was a magical place called Patchouli Paradise. In this land there was a heavy haze, sometimes so thick that it would blot out the sun. Contrary to what you might think, instead of causing dreariness amongst the residents of Patchouli Paradise, it caused great merriment and mirth.
The people would run to and fro, dancing and singing and wasting away their days with plentiful snacks and conversation about trivial things.
From this place came a great magical lamp, much more powerful than any genies lamp. When the sun went down, the people of Patchouli Paradise would turn to their Lava Lamps for illumination and it would provide for them thousands of hours of joy and happiness and inspiration.
The land of Patchouli Paradise was stomped out by an evil, scowling old man who chased the people from their paradise into a cold, hard world of slavery and bondage.
Only a few relics remain from the mythical land of Patchouli Paradise and one of those relics is the Lava Lamp. Unfortunately, the descendants of the people from Patchouli Paradise are restricted to tight quarters amongst “places of higher learning”, where they’re taught not to think, but only to retain information and commands, and to react to certain situations appropriately.
Sometimes deep in the night, with the guidance of the Lava Lamp the descendants of Patchouli Paradise are visited by the haze from their homelands and given the joy and merriment of their parents. However, these descendants must hide the haze by shoving towels under doors and spraying deodorizers, because even though the evil old man perished from the land long ago, his minions still prowl searching for them so that they may crush the Lava Lamps and drain the descendants of their power.
The Wikipedia article for Mouse Trap talks about some sort of game play involved in Mouse Trap, but we’re just not buying. All we remember was putting together all the little pieces and setting off the trap over and over again. Then we lost all the pieces and the metal balls became a projectile. That’s how we remember Mouse Trap.
Remember back in the day when Eddie Murphy was actually funny? This is where it all started – Beverly Hills Cop. Not to mention we also got Judge Reinhold and Bronson Pinchot (Cousin Balki) out of the deal.
To top it all off, who didn’t have the Axel Foley theme song as their ringtone on their Nokia 5110?
How does one go about describing how much of an epic win Thriller is? How do you synthesize all that awesome down into a few paragraphs? Is it because Thriller was one of the first mini-film music videos? Or because the choreography was so catchy that it’s been remade by countless people in weddings, video games, Legos, and even prison?