I’m trying to remember if I ever peeled any of mine off and stuck them anywhere. I don’t think so, because for me a big part of the fun was taking them to school to show off and trade. I remember being very envious when another kid had a rare one that I didn’t have.
Flowered shirt with white collar and cuffs Too cool for school! 
I did not always have a Trapper Keeper, but I used Trapper folders from junior high through college.
I loved the clackers.
Had a couple of yo-yos. Learned a couple of tricks, but never got good enough to show off to my friends.
At a couple of points during elementary school, my mother bought me bell-bottom pants and bib overalls. I still have a couple of pairs of boot-cut jeans, although they are nowhere near as extreme as the 1970s style.
I recently bought a pair of Sketchers Slip-In shoes. I like them.
yellow Livestrong bracelets
You’re scaring me!
Junior high, 1974, EVERYBODY had squirt guns. Teachers’ desk drawers were overflowing with plastic water armaments. I brought one in on the last day of the school year and had it immediately taken away by the home room teacher (who was also my German teacher and the nicest guy ever) who promptly shot me in face with it. I couldn’t stop laughing. Don’t know if the fad spread to other schools in the area.
Sew on patches and iron on transfers for tee-shirts. In the early/mid 70’s this was a fad I participated in.. Having “don’t stop trucking” patch over the the hole in your jeans or just patches for no reason.
Streaking. Did it once during Senior Skip, 1979 through a park. But it happened a lot in the 70’s.
I do not remember those; it looks like they were slightly before my time. But that reminded me of Garbage Pail Kids, which are also produced by Topps (and apparently still being made). Those were all the rage when I was in elementary school, although I never actually had any.
Vera Bradley bags. (Book bags, lunch bags and purses, wallets. Even lanyards for your ID, all expensive)
Omg. My girls went nuts for them. And UGG boots.
Some fancy Jeans brand, (I can’t remember the name of, but they weren’t cheap).
I watched about $1000 bucks walk in the school building every morning. And none of it had any thing to do with education, just fashion fads. (head slap)
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I loved Garbage pail kids cards. Still have my collection.
No one had Rubiks cube?
Trapper keepers were banned in my high-school. We we told it was the Velcro noise.
Yep, not only the same company made those, but the same creators (incuding Art Spiegelman). Very much a spiritual successor to Wacky Packages. By the time Garbage Pail Kids came out though, I was in my 20s, so I was only vaguely aware they existed.
There was one year, in highschool, mid-80s, where a lot of us were playing the Assassination game. Everyone assigned a target, and dart guns for the weapons. A little paranoia in between classes.
And Bill Griffith (of “Zippy the Pinhead” fame).
Rollerblading. It was huge in the 90s but has faded into niche.
Planking. Silly fun for a few weeks.
The assassination game. In middle and high school, both with squirt and dart guns. One year got very involved and complex with faculty participating, our school newsroom printing up ‘dossiers’ of all the players. Simpler innocent pre-Columbine times.
Pokemon Go. The majority of pedestrians and park goers were probably playing for a while.
Happy Days elbow-coin catching.
You have to remember that this was before hand-held calculators. Those were absolutely banned for years.
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I’m not suggesting he’s got one of these big ticket items, but suffice it to say there’s a lot of money floating around in this “hobby”
I have no idea. His wife is the wheeler-dealer of the two, and I’ve never asked them if they have a jackpot. If volume means anything, they’re filthy rich.
Mud Volleyball anyone? It’s still a thing I guess. Oh my. Done it a few times had a team of 4 gals and 4 guys. No injuries which is quite amazing. Ya gotta duct tape your shoes on to your feet so you don’t lose them in the mud.
Team -“Your gonna what?”
Me -“Trust me”
I actually bought shoes for this. Pink Converse Allstar High Tops. Size 13, I’m a pretty big guy. They stay on your feet. Don’t need too much duct tape.
Pride takes a cab out of town when you have to have your friends pull your stuck ass out of the mud. That’s sort of the point, I think, of this whole thing.
I’ll share pictures when I get to my other machine.
The only fad I can think of was blowing surfer bubbles in the mid 1960’s. I couldn’t stop doing it, and it didn’t matter where I was. One time I was doing it at the dinner table and my dad smacked me right in the mouth. The habit was instantly broke forever.
I was about to say that I didn’t participate in any such fad, but I was an expert yoyoist (if there is a such a word). Walk the dog, spank the baby, a number of other tricks. I once did around the world three times and still managed to reel the yoyo. Never able to repeat it. I picked up a yoyo maybe 15 years ago and could still do those things.
My son sleeps with one, but has never expressed the slightest interest in solving it. He likes to watch videos of them being solved online, and let me tell you, there are some bonkers cubes out there to solve.
Me, I can get one side one color and that’s about it.