For some reason the name "Punky Brewster" popped into my head this week and if that names mean anything to you than it's probably safe to say we tick the same age bracket when we fill out random surveys on line. I remember my little sister had the same thick fringe as her and wrapped a yellow scarf around her knee every time she wore jeans... I was jealous. I was a tad jealous because i was at that stage where I still loved watching the show but it was probably a little uncool to say that publicly. Alas the Punky Brewster closet door is now opened.
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