This was over twenty years ago? Holy shit, I’m old.

Earlier this week, Tiny Cartridge did a quick post on a bunch of BS about Nintendo signing with Nvidia for some sort of technical thing that I don’t understand. But in that post, there was a video embedded: the video for L’Trimm’s Cars That Go Boom.

Dude! L’Trimm was awesome! I haven’t even thought of this song since I was in elementary school. I remember my awkward fifth grade dance, where I asked a girl named Valerie to be my Valentine. She declined (due to her involvement with a rat-tailed boy named Timothy) and called me fat, which has pretty much set the tone for all my future relationships. Every time I ask a girl out, I just remember Valerie making fun of my sweatpants. I’m so sad.

Uh, but… I’ve been listening to this song all week, and it’s fantastic. Except my current age means that when I picture “cars that go boom,” they’re occupying busy intersections in middle eastern countries.

My mother never bought me Dunkaroos as a kid. Maybe because they are cookies that you dip in frosting. The ingredients list reads like a who’s-who of what should never enter your body:

Sugar, Water, High Maltose Corn Syrup, Tommy Lee, Wheat Starch, Salt, Distilled Monoglyceride, Polysorbate 60, Sodium Tripolyphosphate, Sodium Acid Pyrophosphate, Citric Acid, Nonfat Milk, Potassium Sorbate.

Or maybe it was the fact that the commercial mentions “triple fisting it.” I may have been an overexposed kid, but I thought that was a weird thing to say way back when this first aired. Where does that third fist come from? How is this not incredibly creepy?

The rickroll is evolving. The rest of the album’s tracklist is pretty banging as well.