You might think archiving a drunk college kid’s attempt to ride a shopping cart down a flight of stairs is a waste of server space. But here is the interesting twist:

These weren't meant to be historic documents. They were meant to be brags. But twenty years later, they are anthropological gold.

Let’s be honest. The term "Spring Break" usually conjures a specific, grainy mental image: a shaky vertical video of a guy in American flag shorts attempting a backflip off a balcony into a kiddie pool, soundtracked by a bass drop and the distant sound of a police siren.

Fifty years from now, when you are a grandparent, your grandkids are going to look at a holographic museum exhibit titled "Rituals of the Early 21st Century." And right there, between the iPhone and the fidget spinner, will be a perfect, pixelated screenshot of your Venmo request for $12.00 labeled "Jell-O shot fund."