Strolling down Memory Lane.
In endeavors to restore much needed vitality into this community, I shall make a rather pointless post.
Reel your thoughts backwards, and take a stroll down Memory Lane. Recall the days that life was simple, and when a bad day was defined by the lack of chocolate milk and getting chosen to sit next to the smelly kid in school. Allow your thoughts to wander astray to happier times.
What made you happy? How did you occupy your time? What was your favorite childhood past-time? What was your favorite toy, and do you still feel an attachment to the said item? Did your childhood influence your birth into the relam of all that is remotely dork-like? If so, provide a short explanation.
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Reel your thoughts backwards, and take a stroll down Memory Lane. Recall the days that life was simple, and when a bad day was defined by the lack of chocolate milk and getting chosen to sit next to the smelly kid in school. Allow your thoughts to wander astray to happier times.
What made you happy? How did you occupy your time? What was your favorite childhood past-time? What was your favorite toy, and do you still feel an attachment to the said item? Did your childhood influence your birth into the relam of all that is remotely dork-like? If so, provide a short explanation.
[End Pointless Post.]