There aren't many teen shows on network television that are targeted toward more adult sensibilities or as edgy as That '70s Show was.
So basically Laney Boggs is mad uggo because she has glasses and a ponytail. LIKE, EW! Cut the shit out, girl.
Let's celebrate the bands ridiculous eyebrows by reviewing how terrible the lyrics were to "Summer Girls."
Paris Is Burning is a quintessential documentary for anyone who has ever felt cheated. I mean cheated in a big way; you were born with a body that doesn't match your gender, you were born queer, you were born non-white, you were born poor, you were born something that the world isn't typically kind to and you long to feel significant, validated and beautiful.
Why did these ever catch on? They were so uncomfortable? They weren't altogether stylish.
The film, at the end of the day is a fantasy for any girl who wants a bad guy. It's a fantasy for people who think they can "fix" someone who is misguided just by knowing them.
Legends of the Hidden Temple was my favorite. It was slightly spooky, there was a giant talking head and creepy obstacle courses where kids would get snatched up by weird Island people.
I think we can all agree that anyone who brought Lunchables to the cafeteria in school was deemed King or Queen for a day.
Daria's deadpan humor and utter disdain for high school made me feel like my deadpan humor and utter disdain for high school was totally normal.
I always won Candy Land. I thought I was getting away with murder.
"If you hadn't done it, some other loser would have so quit milkin' it," Nelson, the school bully says, as Lisa proudly announces to her classmates that she edited the entire thing. No one cares. No one even cares to sign Lisa's yearbook.
Whatever happened to all-brown sitcoms? Before anyone chimes in with, "Isn't it just as racist to have only Black people on a show?" No, it's not racist, it's reality. Almost every show focuses on a cast of mostly, usually all, White casts or White families.
Giga pets were my fave. At one point in 5th grade I had nine of them - nine digital babies. My favorite being a penguin named "Nano." He pooped I clicked, "Clean Poop." He was hungry, I clicked, "Feed." He wanted to play, I clicked, "Play." Stimulating, thought-provoking fun - that's what a pre-internet world looked like.