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*After technical difficulties I prestent to you the first Fresh Memories for 2010.  Please excuse us for the delay.*

I think something happened.  A shift took place.  it happened right around the dawn of political correctness.  About the time when they took dodge ball out of public schools.  These kids got soft.  Not just a little soft, but twinkie cream filling soft.  Warm marshmallow soft.  i believed dodge ball is a true reflection of the world.  it's survival of the fittest in it's most primitive form.  It separates the weak from the strong.  If you're slow, awkward, uncoordinated, and disliked chances are you're catching a fast ball to the head and watching the rest of the game from the sidelines.  Matter fact dodge ball is exactly like real life.  That must have been when things changed.  see I'm a child of the 80's.  Like for real.  I know what it's like to fist fight with your best friend, and there be no beef at the end of the day.  i know what it's like to play outside all day in the summer.  And be scared to creep back in the house before dark.  i know the code for Contra still to this day.  I remember blowing on the Nintento cartridge (no homo) to make Mega Man work for a few more hours.  These soft kids today got the game messed up.  they got it easy.  they put on their skinny denim, crank up their ipod, and sit in the house all day.  On Facebook, or watching Youtube.  They don't know what it's like to only get cartoons on for a few hours after school, and on Saturday until noon.  Noon!!!  You wake up late, and no Thundercats for you homie.  Cartoons of the 80's threw political correctness out the window.  It was about boys being boys.  Shooting guns.  Driving tanks.  Cars transforming.  Men riding on cats (again, no homo).  You remember when you heard the opening bars of your favorite cartoon racing to the television to enjoy 20 minutes of  good animated violence.  Yes those were the days.  So today we pay homage to the greatest cartoons of the 80's.  While Spongebob may rule the airwaves today, I'd bet ten Twinkies and two Hot Pockets he couldn't last one round with Sergeant Slaughter.  Enjoy.

* I always loved G.I. Joe, but what's crazy is no one ever died.  They shot each other with lasers, and drove tanks, and no one ever got kilt.  Crazy son.

RxFresh hearts LRG.  Not in a creepy type of way, but in the way a man love something special.  Like his favorite power tool.  Anyway here's their 2010 look book.  Dope.  And the pics are fresh.  Plus our homie Mike Posner makes a cameo in a few of the pics as well.  Peep the line up, and cop from fine reatilers when they drop later this year.

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Amazing work by famed photographer David LaChapelle.  Do yourself a favor and Google his name if you're not familiar.  Better yet just click here.  Incredible shots.  The RxFresh family are definitely huge fans of his work.

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