Remembering the Good Ol' Days...when I could get gas for $2.64 a gallon; when it wasn't considered illegal looking at hot high school boys run track with their shirts off; when I could both dish it out and take it *cough*; when I didn't care what I looked like; when running through the sprinklers on my front lawn in my Pocahontas panties wasn't considered insane; when I had Pocahontas panties; when picking my nose and eating food off the floor wasn't considered a big deal; and when I got a check mark (not a check plus mark) on my Kindergarten homework for tracing my name in dark, depressing colors instead of the colors that represent the gay flag...
Dear Lord, how I miss it dearly...
Remembering the Good Ol' Days...when I could get gas for $2.64 a gallon; when it wasn't considered illegal looking at hot high school boys run track with their shirts off; when I could both dish it out and take it *cough*; when I didn't care what I looked like; when running through the sprinklers on my front lawn in my Pocahontas panties wasn't considered insane; when I had Pocahontas panties; when picking my nose and eating food off the floor wasn't considered a big deal; and when I got a check mark (not a check plus mark) on my Kindergarten homework for tracing my name in dark, depressing colors instead of the colors that represent the gay flag...
Dear Lord, how I miss it dearly...