and your parents cleaned your room for you. And when the power went out you lit candles and like, wrote in your diary about the latest boy you liked and how he brushed your hand when you were passing the can of coke?
Them were the days. If I had a blackout now i would stumble over the moulding maccas on my floor from new years eve and cuss.
Anyway, I dare someone to dance like Bob Fossil, video it and send it to me. Not as good as titties, but nearly.
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