I bought this at an estate sale. It was leaking out of a box labeled "Goo cities." It's been in our living room for years, but we...we don't really know what it is or...why it is. We've been using it
I asked my great grandfather about it, and he just kinda wept for a minute, stared off into space and said it belonged to his friend Jen Ex or something. He held my hand in his bony decrepit booger hooks, and I could see the years, the decades of joy, heartbreak, triumph, and pain flash across his eyes, and he was... more alive, really present, you know? than I'd seen him in years. Then he peed his pants.
Holy shit, 27 years and rubbing shoulders with Dancing Baby for oldest memes. I feel honored to even know of something like this. A fucking webring as the main method of spread...
Ah, webrings. Back when the WWW felt fresh and exciting, and all things seemed possible. Nary a bit of bigotry nor hate speech to be found in those days, precious few ads, just new horizons everywhere.
Your touching story really adds a lot of value to this meme. I'd be a fool to let you walk out of here without at least making an offer. I'll give you two money for it.