because we all wanted to have one of those cool rings. i wanted weend so i could tornado my ass all over the place instead of having to ride my bike with no breaks.
I liked it. That being said, there weren’t a lot of options in the 90s. It was 4pm on a Tuesday and your homework was done and you wanted to watch TV, there were like three options at best, unless you wanted to see Judge Judy or Dr. Phil, which I did not.
This makes 10 year old me cry through my 40 year old body.
My dad was mentally abusive, and an alchoholic. I was up every night from 3pm to 1am doing homework. Because my dad enjoyed being controlling. So he would make me do the same homework again, and again, and agsin, and again and again, and again, and agsin, and again and again, and again, and agsin, and again and again, and again, and agsin, and again and again, and…again until I got it 100% right in his eyes. Which was less about being accurate, and more about him wanting to go to bed.
So, 4pm on a Tuesday, I would be in like round 2 of the same homework. Knowing I wouldn’t be done for several hours.
I guess it will remain a mystery…
Just like the mystery of why captain planet was a popular show, yet NOBODY liked it. HOW THE HELL WAS IT POPULAR???
I liked Captain Planet.
Yeah… but also everything you post is false per your exact words, so that doesn’t really get us anywhere.
That’s only because they never stopped liking captain planet.
because we all wanted to have one of those cool rings. i wanted weend so i could tornado my ass all over the place instead of having to ride my bike with no breaks.
I liked it. That being said, there weren’t a lot of options in the 90s. It was 4pm on a Tuesday and your homework was done and you wanted to watch TV, there were like three options at best, unless you wanted to see Judge Judy or Dr. Phil, which I did not.
Seeing I_Fart_Glitter respond in a comment chain started by SatansMaggotyCumFart is a Lemmy moment I will remember for the rest of my days.
Thank y’all for your service.
This makes 10 year old me cry through my 40 year old body.
My dad was mentally abusive, and an alchoholic. I was up every night from 3pm to 1am doing homework. Because my dad enjoyed being controlling. So he would make me do the same homework again, and again, and agsin, and again and again, and again, and agsin, and again and again, and again, and agsin, and again and again, and again, and agsin, and again and again, and…again until I got it 100% right in his eyes. Which was less about being accurate, and more about him wanting to go to bed.
So, 4pm on a Tuesday, I would be in like round 2 of the same homework. Knowing I wouldn’t be done for several hours.
I’m so sorry. I hope your life is happy now.