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08-30-2006, 12:50 AM | #2 (permalink) |
The Sexual Intellectual
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Yeah but at least now you can listen to all the 80s stuff without listening to the crap stuff.
I grew up in the 80s , trust me the best thing about them is they`re over.
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08-30-2006, 12:56 AM | #4 (permalink) | |
Five Feet of Fury
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08-30-2006, 12:58 AM | #5 (permalink) |
The Sexual Intellectual
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All I remember about the 80s was older kids trying to get me to listen to crap like The Mission , Sisters Of Mercy & Marillion
Ugh !
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08-30-2006, 01:00 AM | #6 (permalink) |
Five Feet of Fury
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awww. **** that.i have 1 memory of the 80s. i was 2 and we went to texas and i remember we were driving and i found a map in the car and ripped it up. i got SPANKED cuz we were dirt poor and maps are expensive. i seem to remember stopping for fried chicken, also.
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08-30-2006, 01:02 AM | #7 (permalink) |
The Sexual Intellectual
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I have one memory from the 70s & that trying to eat my mothers lipstick & being given an old radio that didn`t work to play with because we were staying at my grandfathers house & he didn`t have any toys for me to play with.
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08-30-2006, 06:23 AM | #8 (permalink) |
Raptor
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I would have fit in well in the 80s.
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