Remember those packs of powdery stuff that came with two white candy sticks and you dipped the sticks in the stuff (Dippin' Sticks? That sounds kinky now).
Dippin stuff, fireballs and those wax bottle things and a Mad magazine on a chilly, rainy summer day in Western PA, when global cooling was going to kill us all if the Soviets didn't do it first. Sweet memories of childhood.
I have a 4 CD set of all the mad magazines up to 1998, nostalgic, but I wish they had one for National Lampoon, which I switched to in High School, for the nudity and the dirty jokes...
hee hee hee