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Millennials

by ChildrenOfMine

We're here. I think we've made that quite clear. You olders have little idea what it was like for us. Very little. You made us things. You told us to go to work. You grounded us and gave us trophies. Often we cared little for our participation trophies. But what would you have us do with something a bit shiny and plastic which you gave to us? Now many of you olders mock us for those trophies we received. Lol. We are the generation that deserves so many trophies you needed to start practicing in the 90s. MAKE, MAKE, MAKE, MAKE, MAKE, MAKE, MAKE. DO NOT STOP UNTIL THIS WORLD IS everything which we need it to be. Trophies all around. Your work will be your reward, Generation X. Our world. You can live in it. The best of you already do. But you just know now, we have grown up, and are still growing, and will not stop, at the moon. We're gonna ride motorcycles on it. And build amazing rooms with AMAZING views. Selected will participate.
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Jan 15, 2017
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You taught us well, whether you know it or not.

Passing of the torch

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