I can still see them in front of me. Sarah S., in the schoolyard, casually tapping one foot on the pavement in front of the steps. And on this foot: BLACK BUFFALOS! An apparition for my fifth grader soul. Well, some might ask with a smile, is that a mini-trauma that has not been processed? And I say: YES, SO AND?! 😅 (After all, my big sister had some too. And so did the Spice Girls! By the way, I can still see the CD cover in front of me.)
All legitimation enough for me to wish: Please, Buffalos, come back and assert yourselves again! A revival of the 90s kicks has been described often enough. But the breakthrough hasn't really worked out so far. Time to change that! Here are my five reasons why a Buffalo comeback would be glorious. 👏
Also: If trouble is imminent, you can pull the kicks over the head of an attacker. Nothing stirs after that!
Oh, and mom: If you had invested the 200 marks BACK then, I might not be celebrating things like that now. Possibly also a mind game for everyone who is currently struggling with the wishes of their pubescent daughters... 😉