I had Hamsters galore, the whole habitrail shabill. Though they were fascinating to watch, cute little things watching them fill their cheeks, running here and there.. That Habitrail cage and the multiplication of Hamsters took over the house. Hamster balls rolling everywhere, tunnels and tubes, skylabs and livingrooms, dens and romantic suites..uuhhggg I remember one Christmas i had a whole buncha presents all different shapes and couldn't wait to open them... Christmas morning finally arrived.. i ran to open my presents.. "ooh another tube.." "wow.. another tunnel" "ooh cool another den" "yes another designer hamster water bottle" MOMMMMMMM i finally say.. the hamsters are getting all the christmas... as i got up.. i tripped and fell over a Hamster ball..

lmao... thanks for that friggin funny story. 
my lethargic hamster had one rusty wheel that it never ran on.  he was always jealous of the hamsters up the street with skydomes and tunnels that led to different orgy dens.

LMAO ish...hahahha

ewwwww

I collected the Garbage Pail Kids





Never could get into pogs though.

The one thing that brough me pleasure back in 1980 was making mudpies with my friend Clay.  Particularly when I tried to eat the pie (thinking it was chocolate).  Considering my trade in cooking I see now it was foreshadowing.