Submitted by Sonya D, who still has scars

The real rash comes from all that leather I wear when I’m out street racing.

Submitted by Donna D, who loves anything Fred Savage.

The longest commercial for Nintendo ever, but can you blame them? Super Mario 3 was pretty kick ass.

Submitted by S to the Einberg, who always delivers

Damn that remote control car for always running out in the street! The deep sense of satisfaction I derived from delivering those virtual papers, was hardly normal. But that’s how the best games suck you in.

Submitted by Brian O, disillusioned 30-something:

I remember going to the mall as a kid and wanting to spend all day at Aladdin’s Castle. Looking back now, the place seems pretty junky, but as a kid it was the best place in the entire world. It was like a miniature carnival stuffed into a dirty mall, where gold coins replaced quarters and tickets flowed from the machines like little rivers of paper. After spending about a hundred dollars you could take your tickets up to the disillusioned 30-something guy at the prize counter and he’d trade your hard earned tickets in for rubber stamps and gross stuffed animals. Man I miss those days…

Submitted by Chris M, horologist.

Not just a watch. Not just a video game console. It’s both! That’s right, BOTH! Because when you combine the power of knowing what time it is with the power of Mario jumping down a tube…You become an unstoppable force. Or at least that’s what I imagine the promotional copy for the Nintendo Game Watch sounded like.