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by mialee

Spy Kids (the original) A 5 dollar matinee with your mom A box of Bunch A Crunch Or a plastic sack of Dip N Dots Ninja Turtle walkie talkies Flare denim cargo pants Bobby Jack zip up hoodies With blue Fla-Vor-Ice stains And hide and seek Now That’s What I Call Music Volume 17 Playing from a 10in x 10in Silver box TV And high frequency noise To accompany Akon’s latest bass line A razor scooter The foot powered kind When the Preacher’s Daughter Has a shiny blue one with a motor Weeping to Secondhand Serenade Because your mom won’t let you have A Wii And your crush checked “no” on the Note you gave them last week Detention after pre algebra From shooting a girl two seats over At “close range” With a hornet And she was unfamiliar with the school wide NO SNITCHIN’ policy The words Beastly And epic Used to describe what your 8th grade field trip is gonna be like A phone call from your best friend About finally finding Ben Franklin In Tony Hawk’s Underground 2 Now The OK symbol is your most used emoji There are too many guys with long hair And beards White girls all have a weird obsession With house plants We’re all at least 50 thousand dollars in debt And I think we all Just really hope Donald Trump Isn’t our next president
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Written by
mialee
American
Published
Mar 14, 2016
Time
3m
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#nostalgia#childhood#generation#z#millennials
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