I was completely focused on the fact that the name was Mr Macintosh, and thought the story was gonna be about that

The bomb was awesome. I loved how you could pause it and start another to create really cool moire-like patterns.

I remember kids maxing out the sound on the Performas until the teacher got justifiably annoyed.

Similar story.

My family isn't religious but I used to go to church with a friend on Wednesday nights.

There were a bunch of new kids at the Bible School thing that Wednesday for some reason, and so there was a game where you'd say your name, use the first letter of your name as a pretend occupation, and a place, also with the first letter of your name. An example might be something like "My name is Jordan, I am a Janitor from Jamaica".

I guess I was a bit of an edgelord even at age 10, because I said "My name is Tommy, I am a Terrorist, from Tennessee". For context, this was September 5th, 2001. Everyone kind of laughed, the teachers rolled their eyes, and we moved on.

The following week, September 12, the teachers pulled me aside and gave me a very long, very stern lecture about why you can't joke about these things. I know they meant well, but to be honest I don't think I ever went back to church with my friend after that.

This triggered a memory for me: I’m pretty sure we weren’t even allowed to click the bomb in first grade for the same reason.