Ha! That image of Koogle shows an expiration date of June 6, 1975. Struck me as funny!
This one always comes up in these threads, and in my OCD way I am compelled to advise that these are available at an exorbitant price from the Vermont Country Store catalog.
I was getting free air over at the BP near me…until about 6 months ago. It’s 25 cents, now. 
You know that stuff is still around. It’s called FUN DIP.
Here’s one I remember since it’s New Year’s Eve. When I was little, I used to love sitting up listening to the radio on this night as they counted down the top songs of the year. They always timed it to where #1 played just before midnight. I’m guessing that sort of thing has probably gone by the wayside now.
Also, if you have a Cracker Barrel near you, they sell them in the store.
Ooh, Siam Sam’s post reminded me. There was a radio show I used to listen to with my mom on New Year’s Eve, I think on NPR. It had all sorts of fun and silly (and a few naughty!) songs. I remember hearing “The Scotsman” on it every year, and the look on her face the first year she realized I “got it” was priceless. (I’m sure the look on *my *face was just as funny!)
Midnight…something? Edition? Express? Help me out here, Old Timers! 
Taking glass soda bottles to the corner penny candy store and getting the deposit back in candy.
If they were waxed, you could light them with a match and have a mini flame thrower or blow lots of smoke (NEVER inhaled).
There are two I know of about a mile away from me. They’re within 2 blocks of each other. Three others nearer to me do charge (different amounts).
Aurora monster models. Search for the Stolen Idol GI Joe. Bannana seat bikes. Friday Night Fright Flicks. Feeling as if everything was taken care of and all I had to do was catch fireflys.
Something in the episode of the X Files got me and my boyfriend talking about those things from school you forget about, like how the teachers didn’t have phones and would send student aides around with the most trivial of messages, and in his schools they used the intercom to communicate ("%@#$@ Ms. Smith, please send John Doe to the principal’s office (long pause) MS SMITH ISN’T HERE) and at my schools that was only for the panic button which was always accidentally pushed (MR WATSON? Oh sorry, accident!) and we realized that now they must all have telephones and all, which would have prevented me as an aide from having to go down to Coach Thompson, who resembled a gorilla more than a human being, with a referral that claimed “David F____ pretended the cardboard Eiffel Tower was his penis” with a straight face. Good times!
Also, what the fuck are Jojo Potatoes? I have always wondered this, because the kids who didn’t get the free lunch wouldn’t have been caught dead in the lunch room so I just knew they were always on Fridays.
Gas for 25 cents a gallon . . . and someone pumping it for you.
Being able to play baseball in the street, because cars were very infrequent.
Those little threads in Band-Aid wrappers.
Burning leaves in the fall.
Defrosting a refrigerator.
I just dested our fridge this weekend.
Oh yeah! Those little red threads that helped rip open the paper. They don’t do that anymore.
What is that?
Most of the time, they didn’t do it then! I hated those little red threads, which mostly pulled out without doing their job.
Wax paper liners in cereal and cracker boxes, and around Graham crackers.
Social Tea cookies
The car’s high beam switch on the floor
The triangle vent window in cars
Not having to worry about anything but getting my homework done and being home in time for dinner.
Fifty cent kid’s double-feature matinees at the local theater. I don’t remember ever seeing an adult attend. Saw tons of movies, some of which probably shouldn’t have been a kiddie movie (Blue Water, White Death, a forerunner to Jaws comes to mind). Where else could you see all the very worst in Disney live-action best-forgotten films like Million-Dollar Duck, The Boatniks, and The Happiest Millionaire as the second feature to Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory, 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea, or Around the World in 80 Days.
Or in my case cutting my finger while trying to open the darned thing thus ensuring the need for another Band-Aid. Evilly clever.
For us, it was 25 cents. We got to see double features of all the sci-fi movies of the 50s, plus cartoons and newsreels.
“Defrosted.” It’s so hot here, the “frost” melted before I could hit Submit.