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Remember when grocery stores had giant movie rental areas?
And when you had to convince your mom the movie you wanted to rent was really just some benign old-school Kung-Fu movie, when in reality…
It was an AWOL soldier abandoning his unit to fight in Hong Kong’s bloody underworld fight scene while getting all the glory and chicks of course?
You had to wait until like 11:00, maybe 11:30, just to pop that bad-boy in to the old VCR and practice jump-kicking off the back of the couch until 2:30 or so.
Man, those were the days.
Editor’s note: When Generation Zyklon finally grows up, I promise that in exchange for my worthless millennial life, I swear to god I have like six million more stories just like this one, I’ll tell you as many of them as you want over drinks. Just please have mercy.