Originally posted by arrakisWell the teens don't want us! We're from a different time. A time when your friend fell on his head and you would ask if they were ok before you really started to laugh at them. A time when things were groovy and neat and perhaps radical.
Oh yeah! I love Tchaikovsky's 1812 overture! 😵
...and I'm a teen too (at heart anyways).
Now it's all phat and bitching, and teens will roll up on you and shoot you for a laugh. We're ageing dinosaurs now, time hass forgoten us. Now we must sulk into a tar pit and fossilize.
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Originally posted by PhlabibitHaha, that's quite funny-and I'm a teen. Yeah, I totally rock Tchaikovsky too. Here's a rec.
Well the teens don't want us! We're from a different time. A time when your friend fell on his head and you would ask if they were ok before you really started to laugh at them. A time when things were groovy and neat and perhaps radical.
Now it's all phat and bitching, and teens will roll up on you and shoot you for a laugh. We're ageing dinosaurs now, time hass forgoten us. Now we must sulk into a tar pit and fossilize.
P-
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Originally posted by PhlabibitIt's the way of the world my friend. Maybe even the cosmos...
Well the teens don't want us! We're from a different time. A time when your friend fell on his head and you would ask if they were ok before you really started to laugh at them. A time when things were groovy and neat and perhaps radical.
Now it's all phat and bitching, and teens will roll up on you and shoot you for a laugh. We're ageing dinosaurs now, time hass forgoten us. Now we must sulk into a tar pit and fossilize.
P-
Ya see, in order to progress people have to rebel against the standard beliefs. I actually admire people who can think for themselves, even if they are sometimes a pain in the butt. I am willing to die so that they can continue.... kinda like an exploding star dies to give new life.