Gen X house parties started out innocently enough. Just a few friends hanging out while your parents were out of town. Until word got around. The outcome? Four kegs, a full band, 200 people you didn't know and Paulie Shore passed out on your front lawn the next morning.

Attending school social events in the Gen X days was supposed to be fun and help teach us social skills. In the end, we wound up with prom photos featuring pastel cummerbunds and super wave hair bangs.

Gen X spawned some of the most iconic horror franchises of all time. Michael Myers managed to move at a snails pace and still rack up a body count. Jason Voorhees taught us all to avoid the camp CIT. And Freddy Krueger made sure we didn't get a good night's sleep for most of our teenage years.

Long before streaming whatever-the-hell-you-want-to-watch we had a whopping 7 channels and we never had it so good. We'd all land on the couch after dinner and watch Fonzie, Laverne and Shirley, Hawkeye Pierce, JR Ewing and Bo and Luke Duke. Those were, without a doubt, "Good Times" (dy-no MITE!)

Game shows in the 70s and 80s were a cocktail of boozed up hosts and celebrities guiding contestants down the road to a brand new washer and dryer or cold, hard cash. We played the Feud, pressed our luck, made a deal and banged a gong from the comfort of our living rooms.

Growing up gen x, nothing got the competitve family jucies flowing quite like a good board game! We thrilled at bankrupting our parents in a heated game of Monopoly or sinking a sibling's aircraft carrier in Battleship. The only time the TV stayed off was on game night!

Capturing memories on film was an art form in the Gen X days. You threw a 24 exposure roll into your Kodak Instamatic and hoped for the best. A trip to the neighborhood Fotomat usually returned 3 usable pics and 21 shots of a fat thumb. Don't forget to order double prints!

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Halloween in the gen x days was a treat for so many reasons. We couldn't wait to don our cheap plastic costumes with those masks that nearly caused suffocation and demand our fair share of Milky Way bars and Smarties. It was all pure candy bliss.

If you're like us, the first thing your 7 year old self did in the morning was pour a bowl of Lucky Charms and sit down in front of the tube to feast on an oh so satisfying array of animatied mania. We gorged on Looney Toons, Warner Bros, Sid & Marty Krofft, Hanna Barbera and topped it off with some Ren & Stimpy. The real question is, what cocktail of drugs were those writers on?! Must've been good...