The early 2000s, when the filth and squalor of the world crowded into dark backalley message boards and IRC chats to discuss their horrible fetishes and that's all we had for social networks.
The early 2000s, when it was easy to support the war on terror because ain't nobody like terror so let's have a war.
The early 2000s, when you could drink Pepsi Blue while playing Metroid Prime on the GameCube, holding your nose high at your poor friends who got the XBox with Halo (as if MS would ever survive in the console market).
The early 2000s, when trout like this popped up regularly and you didn't have to worry about your grandma totally ruining the joke by finding it on Pinterest or Facebook or Twitter or Tumblr or Instagram or Google+ or YouTube.
When not everything had a hashtag.
When the web was still my playground.
I miss my playground.