G. I. Joe
I remember going to Toys-R-Us, drooling down the G. I. Joe aisle. They came packaged with so many awesome weapons. Fact is I liked the weapons more then the actual figures. Still, G. I. Joe was freaking awesome. I remember setting up blankets in piles, carefully placing the figures with their weapons, and shooting barrages of missile fire at my brothers position, trying to knock out all is guys before he got mine. Good times. Well, here’s an article I grabbed from drudge, f’ing PCDs (Politically Correct Dickhead). This is an outstanding article about why we shouldn’t forget what the some few men did for us and how PCDs are treating their memory now. GI Joe just a toy? I don’t think so. It used to mean something more.