Those were the days...
Remember when summer was a vast expanse of time that seemed endless? We remember forgetting what day it was because we were too busy riding bikes around the neighborhood, swimming, reading books in the hammock, and, of course, dropping quarter after quarter into our favorite arcade games. Or token after token, if your favorite arcade was the token sort. Our copywriter monkey had two favorite childhood arcades: one that also had go-carts, and another that had water bumper boats. Play games, do some racing or bumping, play more games. Repeat until pockets are empty. Go home satisfied. Start the whole thing over the next day.
Endless Summer arcade cabinets on a burnt orange, 100% cotton t-shirt.
