Submitted by Jason Queen, junk yard operator:

Meet Fred Sanford, the man who made junk yards cool! I remember being a kid and just laughing outrageously loud every time Fred called Lamont a “big dummy”. And that theme song; it’s so recognizable that Indonesian orphans could identify it. I must admit I was well into my 20’s before I knew what “Ripple” really was.

Yes, nostalgia fans, Monday WTF is upon us again. Please feel free to leave suggestions for next week’s edition in the comments.

Submitted by Saywhat?, owner of gold sequined gloves.

Fearless lipsynching? Check! Spazzy dancing (including The Worm and The Mime)? Check! Incredibly dramatic facial expressions? Check! Great ’80s fashion? Check! High WTF factor? Check! I think we should pass this video around the internet and, if all is right in this world, endless parody videos (à la “Single Ladies”) will begin popping up.

Submitted by Hannah O, bully.

Recess was a show that I woke up every Saturday morning to watch. There were those awful days when I only caught the last two minutes of a show and was quite grumpy afterwards. I remember watching the Gus episode, “New Kid,” and being able to sorta relate to it. It’s hard to describe how great this show was. As a kid, I always wished my school’s fifteen-minute recess was as awesome as T.J. and the gang’s.

Submitted by J Alexander, who knows what each letter of ROYGBIV stands for.

Who says it takes more than flashy colors to capture someone’s attention? I mean, that’s all Rainbow Brite was really about, yeah? Colors? Everything had a name relating to color, and, like, the plot was all about stealing and/or restoring color. And somehow that transformed into a billion dollar industry! For all of her success, Ms. Brite doesn’t seem to have done all that much work. Only 3 two-part specials and 8 regular episodes were made. But again: Billion dollar industry. Thanks to the toys and licensing. And, I suppose, a strong presence in pop culture that, to this very day, is referenced by shows like Talk Soup and Robot Chicken.

Submitted by K Mack, wrapped in plastic.

The murder. The possession. The silliness. The sex. The dark forest and ever-present owls. The coffee and cherry pie. The insane cast of characters (a real bag of mixed nuts). The talking logs. And lest we forget: The pine weasel. When it debuted, Twin Peaks became a sensation. But pressure to reveal Laura Palmer’s killer drove the show (and its creators, David Lynch and Mark Frost) into television hell. Quality (severely) declined with the ratings. Eventually, over Lynch’s objections, the killer was revealed in what was, and is for me still, 15 of the most terrifying minutes ever committed to film. The show dragged on for another half-season, without much input from Lynch and Frost, and was soon cancelled. Of course, Lynch revisited Twin Peaks a few years later with Twin Peaks: Fire Walk With Me, a very dark (and much-maligned) prequel film. One could argue that many successful shows that have aired since–LOST, for example–owe a lot to Twin Peaks.