When I was young I remember being sick in bed and seeing a commercial for the first time for a series of toys called Spy Tech. After I seen that commercial I said, "I want that!" From then on every birthday and Christmas I would get a few Spy Tech toys to complete the collection. I was a little sleuth back then. Sleuthing around the neighborhood, gathering evidence. Quite frankly I was a flipping peeping Tom. I also had my own desk in my room with a nice lamp and my own phone complete with a Red Ryder BB gun. I even had a detective kit which included an awesome pocket sized microscope. I remember one Christmas I used my detective kit to lift prints off all of the presents. It was then I knew Clause was a bunch of shit! I mean, these prints should have had a snowflake pattern. If that wasn't bad enough, when I sat on that fat bastard's lap I would notice his eye color change year after year. I remember this one particular Santa that had greasy ass hands as if he just pulled the transmission from his merry ass Buick.
Sure, Nintendo was awesome, and I did play my fair share of Mario, Duck Hunt , Street Fighter and Star Fox. But nothing beat the wonders of Spy Tech and my accompanying detective kit. Man, those were the days...