Quoth the holly, "hear me roar."squared_pegsDecember 1 2006, 06:04:21 UTC
I can validate your free pass to sinful pleasure.
eh? eh?
I'm not sure when people actually grow up. When I was in middle school, I thought I'd be an adult by high school. When I was in high school, I thought I'd be in adult by college. And, now that I've almost reached the horizon--I don't feel any different. Maybe it all suddenly changes when you have a mortgage, a family to support, and the only thing you've got to look forward to is the VMAs, and an unfaltering conviction that there will be a new Doritos flavor added to the lineup one day. But, I don't think so. Those people are oftentimes the most desperate to escape reality.
My guess is you'll still continue to sleep in till noon and party until the sun comes up, when there's time. You'll still eat poorly, live wildly, and throw caution to the wind. And people will still understand when you tell them, "it's my day off."
There's no need to get nostalgic just yet. I'll tell you when it's time. 'Till then, just do whatever you crazy kids do. Play with your rock 'em sock 'em robots, and your parappa the rappas, and your...string cheeses.
eh? eh?
I'm not sure when people actually grow up. When I was in middle school, I thought I'd be an adult by high school. When I was in high school, I thought I'd be in adult by college. And, now that I've almost reached the horizon--I don't feel any different. Maybe it all suddenly changes when you have a mortgage, a family to support, and the only thing you've got to look forward to is the VMAs, and an unfaltering conviction that there will be a new Doritos flavor added to the lineup one day. But, I don't think so. Those people are oftentimes the most desperate to escape reality.
My guess is you'll still continue to sleep in till noon and party until the sun comes up, when there's time. You'll still eat poorly, live wildly, and throw caution to the wind. And people will still understand when you tell them, "it's my day off."
There's no need to get nostalgic just yet. I'll tell you when it's time. 'Till then, just do whatever you crazy kids do. Play with your rock 'em sock 'em robots, and your parappa the rappas, and your...string cheeses.
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