Remember pogs? If you were in grade school or middle school in the early 90s, you undoubtably had some favorite pogs or at least had a best friend who would let you borrow a slammer every now and again.

Of course you also remember the cruelty of the schools who deprived us of our pogs, telling us that it was akin to gambling. I loved my precious pogs way back then, and hated when we were forbidden from the game.

After a heated flurry of ebay bidding (including some regretable bids… Expensive pogs!) I will soon be the proud owner of a wide assortment of pogs, slammers, pog pads, and pog carrying cases. I get foolish around ebay sometimes.

As I am rich with pogs, I think a Denver Pog League should be formed.

I may be the only ones in possession of these dumb little things, but I am willing to share my bounty (but not my favorite slammer) for pog games. Hopefully my new collection will be shipping soon.

Anyone want to play pogs with me?