If you’re reading this, hopefully you’re a child of the same era as I am. I was born in 1990. I am 23. And the following things make me nostalgic-as-hell for the good ol’ days of my youth. So, grab a box of Kleenex, turn on some Lit or Sugar Ray, sit on your bean-bag chair, and reminisce on the days when things were truly golden. The appropriate music for viewing this article: #5 – Wall Ball I don’t give one single fuck how mature and cultured you think
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