The best part about that scene was one of the pogs featured Alf shaving. I mean, wtf?
Pogs were a big thing when I was in 5th grade (1996). But I haven’t seen any sign of the fad returning amongst the kids I know. They are all about Silly Bandz.
Pogs? Cripes man. Why the heck would anyone collect those?
Games today aren’t anything like the awesome stuff we had back when I was growing up.
I’m telling you, those Garbage Pail Kids are going to come back big time.
Pfft. Punk. Garbage Pail Kids were a Wacky Packages derivitive. I was around for the original. I was there for Hipton Tea, man!
What’s next, tamagochi? Maybe beanie babies?
No.
No no no no no no no no.
Nein.
Nyet.
Oh fuck no.
Isn’t that really what things like NeoPets, FooPets, FarmVille, and all those other little online games that you have to tend daily? Tamagotchi 2.0?
I’m actually surprised there isn’t Tamagotchi Online.
If there is, please don’t tell me. I’m not going to google it. 
I’m 20 and during my childhood pogs were only mentioned in a certain quote, in the same sentence as ALF, with an enthusiastic declaration that he was back in this form.
Five years ago I walked into the Stop-N-Go with my then 22 year old assistant. When he saw Garbage Pail Kids he tripped out and spent all of his money to buy all they had (a display box and more). I was confused.
I pointed out that this was a reissue, with the current year printed on the sticker, not some kind of old stock, but he was undeterred. He said it was an “investment.” Then he opened all the packs and ate the gum, which I might have thought would ruin the investment, but I guess not. Then he proceeded to stick all the duplicate stickers on everything he could find.
I wonder how that investment is paying off now.
Funnily enough, I’m thirsty now, and nothing will satisfy me except a big glass of passion-orange-guava juice.
That’s the beauty of it!
Well, I thought it was fun as a kid to build up a big stack and then slam your appropriately named 1-pound deuterium slammer onto the pile, obliterating half the pogs and sending the other half flying 5-feet across the room.