AUTHOR: Beth TITLE: DATE: 4/28/2004 08:35:00 AM ----- BODY:
I remember the good old days when girls were girls and salad was salad. Where scraped knees and gingerbread cookies were all the rage. Mom cooked liver for dinner and I wouldn't eat. Mosquitoes didn't carry West Nile and you could play games like throw-your-friends-down-the- grassy-knoll-until-someone-got-hurt. When terrycloth one-piece jumpers were cool and you had to have someone tie the shoulders after you went pee. Sigh, now the world is a big crapper and run by the axis of evil and my car is smashy by stupid bad boys with no manners. I want to crawl under my blankets and hide my wee head with my wee dog. And there isn't anything good on tv anymore. Fuck this.rebecca
Damn. Took the words right out of my mouth.