Looking back, my parents never bought me Hungry Hungry Hippos. I’m fairly sure this is borderline child abuse.
The marketing on this product was amazing. I wanted it. I NEEDED IT.
But nope, never received it. I’m the youngest child by over a decade and my parents were just worn out by the time I came around. They never played board games with me.
I’m in a sad mood this morning and I think a lot of it has to do with repressed feelings like these.