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Originally Posted by SATCHMO
Back in my day we walk 12 miles uphill, both ways, in 2 feet of snow just to get to the punk rock show and we had to die our mohawks with stewed beet juice that our mothers cooked on a cast iron pot all day long. These young punks don't know how easy they have it. Hot Topic, what a bunch of balderdash.
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Beet juice? Bah, we could only dream of using beet juice. We had to split our heads open and let the blood dye our hair. And at the end of the show we used to bleed to death in the mosh pit.