These commercials, much like anything with Palm Trees and people in neon cloths, captured my kid self’s attention. Then one day a Pogo Ball showed up at my friends house. I was chomping at the bit to play with it, figuring I would be doing all sorts of extreme bal’ing. It was far from satisfying and visions of a neon clad me hopping under the palm frond shadows of Southern California quickly faded. Still, when I see the commercial, part of me is taken back to that magical time.
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