I Was Hep When It Was Hip to Be Hep…
I lack the tight pants; they make my hips look boxy and hurt my nuts.
I lack the nifty slogan splayed across my tight dingy T-shirt; they’re so often trite anyway.
I lack the ear spools and facial piercings; I thought about getting my tongue pierced, but I was afraid I’d lose the ability to taste life.
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