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What happened to the times, When a ratchet was just a tool, And a tool being something to use? What happened to a twitter and a tweet having something to do with birds? Facebook was the term some punk yelled when he'd smash a nerds books right into his face... And tumblr was a person who did gymnastics. People would never go around saying kik me, Instead a sign said it loud and clear, Taped to their back. YouTube...what the Hell was a YouTube? You had some kind of tube put in... What? Why is a ***** a mean and angry girl, Instead of a female dog? Why is that little gay boy called a *** Does he look like a cigarette, Or a bundle of sticks? What happened to calling some dude a **** Because that was his name, **** What happened to cuts being accidental, Something that happened when we fell, Or messed with a sharp edge? Why is a ***** someone who is scared, Rather than being a cat? What the hell happened to life?
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Jan 11, 2014
Jan 11, 2014 at 10:19 PM UTC
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What happened to the times, When a ratchet was just a tool, And a tool being something to use? What happened to a twitter and a tweet having something to do with birds? Facebook was the term some punk yelled when he'd smash a nerds books right into his face... And tumblr was a person who did gymnastics. People would never go around saying kik me, Instead a sign said it loud and clear, Taped to their back. YouTube...what the Hell was a YouTube? You had some kind of tube put in... What? Why is a ***** a mean and angry girl, Instead of a female dog? Why is that little gay boy called a *** Does he look like a cigarette, Or a bundle of sticks? What happened to calling some dude a **** Because that was his name, **** What happened to cuts being accidental, Something that happened when we fell, Or messed with a sharp edge? Why is a ***** someone who is scared, Rather than being a cat? What the hell happened to life?
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Jan 11, 2014
Jan 11, 2014 at 10:19 PM UTC
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