09-12-2005, 05:27 PM
Memories. Nostalgia.
Back then Bruce Springsteen rocked.
They still played good music on MTV.
Boys were sticky and gross. Waitaminute. That hasn't changed.
Your mother was your best friend and you'd tell her everything.
The greatest challenge was peeing against the breeze
You giggled when your girl friends started wearing bras. (Oh my God! She's wearing a bra. Ewww so sick!)
The only time you had stress was when you had to think what pretend sickness you had to fake the next morning so that you did not have to go to school.
Everyone spent days trying to mimic Superman or Tarzan
Your bicycle was your best friend.
The girls played house-house and the boys played WWF.
When you waited for everyone to leave the dinner table so you could throw your vegetables out of the window.
Those were be the best years of my life. They probably are anyway.
Back then Bruce Springsteen rocked.
They still played good music on MTV.
Boys were sticky and gross. Waitaminute. That hasn't changed.
Your mother was your best friend and you'd tell her everything.
The greatest challenge was peeing against the breeze
You giggled when your girl friends started wearing bras. (Oh my God! She's wearing a bra. Ewww so sick!)
The only time you had stress was when you had to think what pretend sickness you had to fake the next morning so that you did not have to go to school.
Everyone spent days trying to mimic Superman or Tarzan
Your bicycle was your best friend.
The girls played house-house and the boys played WWF.
When you waited for everyone to leave the dinner table so you could throw your vegetables out of the window.
Those were be the best years of my life. They probably are anyway.
The only way to get rid of temptation is to yeild to it....
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