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Dream, Dream, Dreeeeeam

The other night I had a dream that this girl I knew inherited a homeless man’s suitcase of wonders after he died. Apparently it was bequeathed to her in his hobo Will. Anyway, a quick look inside showed that he had an extensive collection of POGs. Yes. POGs, can you tell I’m a child from the 90s? Upon seeing the POGs I made a rather clever remark, “POGs?! No wonder why he’s homeless BA-ZING!” whatever the hell that means.

So that got me thinking about the 1995 CAP TOYS POG Maker. I’m not sure if I still have it, but I’m going to look for it this weekend, and If I find it, you can bet I’m going to make a thousand titty POGs, oh yes.

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