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The flying toy you powered with a hand pump: crank air into the tank, let go, and the Sky Shark's propeller spun the plane across the yard. Later the brand went radio-controlled with tiny indoor helicopters, but the original was pure compressed-air magic.
A grid of plastic ice blocks, a tiny mallet in your fist, and one figure standing on thin ice. Tap out a block, hold your breath, pass the hammer. Whoever sends him through the ice loses — and everyone screams either way.
Sneak to the fridge for a midnight snack — past Daddy, asleep in his nightcap in the middle of the board. Press his alarm clock one time too many and he SPRINGS bolt upright, and you're back to start. Pure pressure, ages 3 and up.
The pink electronic board game where you called cute boys on a plastic phone to figure out which one had a crush on you. A deduction game wrapped in early-'90s sleepover fantasy, complete with a chunky toy telephone and recorded voices.
Putt the ball into the gator's mouth and he flings it right back off his tail — then spins around to face your next shot. Half golf, half reptile roulette, all living-room floor. And once that jingle was in your head, it never left.
The keychain virtual pet you fed, cleaned, and played with between classes — America's answer to the Tamagotchi craze. Neglect it and it got sick; ignore it too long and it died right there in your backpack.
Galoob's pull-string flying fairy dolls: yank the cord and the foam-winged doll spun into the air and across the room — often straight into someone's face. Recalled by the millions in 2000.
The palm-sized recorder built for exactly one purpose: capturing a burp, a catchphrase, or a dumb sound and replaying it until the batteries gave out. Two buttons—Say and Play—and about six seconds of glorious nonsense.