There is nothing that screams summer ’97 to me more than the Spice Girls. Fighting with my sisters and cousins about who got to be Posh Spice was a daily battle, and it only added insult to injury when you were left as Scary Spice (sorry, Jess). This song had to be the bane of my mother’s existence since we basically forced her to watch and judge various renditions of a poorly choreographed dance routine; however, if you were anything like me as a kid you will turn up the volume and jam to this in your cubes. Happy hump day, spice girls and spice boys. It’s time for a throwback.