I lived in Los Angeles from 1981 until 1989, when I moved to New York. Let me tell you, I was never as glad to see a place in my life as I was to see New York. Never did manage to become a California boy, I guess.
(I'm in Vermont now, and quite happy with it. Here I'll stay.)
This sort of thing is great. What better way to embarrass your kids at some future date than to be able to show them things like pictures of yourself with blue underarm hair, or ear gauges, or leggings, or big shoulder pads, or popped collars with a Members Only jacket? Without photos like these, how else could you ever hear that timeless child's chorus of "OMG, you guys were sooooo lame!!"?
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I would probably have guessed they had some kind of infection.
Way weird. Read or study or something instead.
But will they clean my house topless?
Not since The Hippies have I seen such underarm rebellion.
That had to sting.
I lived in Los Angeles from 1981 until 1989, when I moved to New York. Let me tell you, I was never as glad to see a place in my life as I was to see New York. Never did manage to become a California boy, I guess.
(I'm in Vermont now, and quite happy with it. Here I'll stay.)
Vermont: cold -- really cold
Los Angeles: warm -- really warm -- at least compared to Vermont
I'm staying here in LA
Hmm. Keep your underarm hair, but don't dye it. Yeuch!
This sort of thing is great. What better way to embarrass your kids at some future date than to be able to show them things like pictures of yourself with blue underarm hair, or ear gauges, or leggings, or big shoulder pads, or popped collars with a Members Only jacket? Without photos like these, how else could you ever hear that timeless child's chorus of "OMG, you guys were sooooo lame!!"?
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