Wacky WallWalker. You know you had one.
Suddenly I know exactly how old you are.
Lollies, slime, cowboy hats (which led to a joke–"How is a cowboy hat like a hemmorhoid? Because sooner or later every a**hole gets one.)
Big Johnson and Coed Naked ______ t-shirts were both banned at my school. After the ban, I wore a Big Johnson t-shirt and didn’t get a word said to me, because I’m female. Pissed the guys off quite a bit.
Hypercolor shirts were also a big deal. These were shirts that changed color based on warmth. The commercials were so awesome–your friend could leave his handprint on your shirt!–but in reality, you ended up walking around with your armpits a different color than the rest of your shirt, for the three times it worked until washing it caused it to stop working.
Other things I remember:
–Tight-rolling the cuffs of our jeans
–Zubaz
–Starter jackets
–Doc Martens
–Tunic sweaters and leggings
–One-piece bodysuits that snapped at the crotch, worn as shirts/blouses. Looking back, it was like we were all wearing onesies.
Buncha whippersnappers. I remember Super Balls, Rat Finks, G.I. Joe and Hot Wheels.
Garbage Pail Kids, Jelly Bracelets (I heard the same sex story then and I heard it again on the radio this year.)
Everything in neon.
Jam shorts. OP. (OP is back!)
Drain Bead and I went to school at roughly the same time. My hypercolor shirt was the orange/yellow one and I loved loved loved it. I don’t remember it not working, though - maybe I was a late adopter.
It’s still a matter of pride that I never rolled my pant legs. Couldn’t understand the attraction; it felt rather like a shackle. And I always had someone after me about it: “here! just let me! it’s cool!”
Pogs! I haven’t thought about those in years.
Also big were those coarse woven poncho things that the grunge craze made huge. We called 'em rugs.
I did have one of those! It was disgusting after the first time it fell on the floor and got covered with dog hair.
Toe socks with sandals. Man those things were uncomfortable but everyone was wearing them.
In 1984-85 I was in 4th Grade and the big fad was collecting stickers. We all (boys and girls alike) had photo albums where we’d keep our stickers. We’d trade them and try and get any fancy new stickers we could find. My favorite was a Michael Jackson glove sticker that glittered.
Reebok pumps–shoes that had this little rubber basketball-shaped pump on the tongue. When you squeezed it, it would fill the shoe with air, giving you a more snug fit.
Sweet Jeebus, I remember those. Flattering to almost no one. I think the point was just so you’d neverever get your shirt untucked. Looking back, it wasn’t worth the price.
Cabbage Patch Kids. I wanted one so badly and there was no way my mom was going to stand in line for hours or go to any effort whatsoever for a doll she considered to be hideously ugly. She’s morally opposed to fighting for toys (also Barbie, Costco, and video players in the car).
I looked really good in those…
I was a child of the 80s, through and through. Most of my list would be hip hop culture. (gazelles, bamboo earrings). The bamboo earrings have actually made a comeback with the youngsters.
But I remember all the 80s stuff you guys listed so vividly and fondly. Speaking of jellies, does anyone remember the Jelly Jackets? Talk about burning up in the summertime! It wasn’t thin material like in that pic. That was just the best pic I could find. Oh, no, it was not a rain jacket, it was a thick, shiney plastic that would feel like lava on your skin, and we wore it in the summer.
You must be a guy. I remember the super balls, but totaly ignored the others. For the girls, it was Chinese jump ropes and these things with a ball on a short teather that you strapped on one shoe. You swung the ball around and jumped over the teather, almost jumping rope without using your hands.
Oh, and cootie catchers, but you made those.
I got my first hula hoop in 1958. I won a contest with my mad hula hoop skillz. They’re a lot easier to use when you have no curves…
I finished sixth grade in 1969. Stickers, especially of car and motor-related companies were tremendously popular with us boys, perhaps because they weren’t that easy to get; at least, you couldn’t just to any kind of store and see racks of them available for the picking. The oval STP stickers were like the Holy Grail; we were awestruck by local lore of one as big as the back of a schoolbus seat.
And now I know about how old you are. 
As a child of the seventies (started school in '68), I remember LiddleKiddles lockets, Flatsies, clackers, superballs, mood rings, pet rocks, Izod shirts worn with Hush Puppies or Weejuns and peg leg Calvins with the tag ripped off or kiltie skirts.
Hmmmm, lemme see. I was born in '61, so you do the math on that.
In high school:
Jeans (for girls) that were so tight around the ankles that some of them actually had zippers in the ankles. Preferably worn with stiletto heels. Pumps were good, Candie’s were better.
Sweat shirts that had been hacked up, a la Flashdance.
Neon mixed with black.
Mis-matched, bold earrings.
“Mall-rat” hair: big, teased, ‘feathered’ back, blow-dried to a fare-thee-well; see: Farrah Fawcett.
Pre-engagement rings. What the hell does that even mean?
Pot was cool, booze was cool, ‘hard drugs’ were not cool.
I’m sure I’ll think of more later. The pot, booze, and cut-up sweatshirts have demented my brain for sure! 
ETA: How could I forget leg warmers over your super-tight jeans??
I actually have an acquaintance that makes a fair amount of money on eBay selling “OOAK” (One Of A Kind) troll dolls.
She buys them (the dolls) at Goodwill and such. Hand-sews little outfits for them, braids their hair, etc.
:smack: