Remember when nothing ever had a "Double Meaning."
Kissing was nasty && boys had cooties.
You were popular if you had a new toy, not if you were a jerk.
People liked you if you were nice, not "cool."
Wearing a skirt didn't make you a sluut.
There was no such thing as "gay." Your friends
would always be on your side & nothing would get
between you. If you were friends with a boy, it didn't mean
you liked him. The only thing you drank was grape juice.
Smoking was nasty. The only thing that could get broken
was toys and bones. Mommy was your hero && goodbye
meant only until tomorrow. Now look at your life; its the total
opposite of this. Now here's the funny part; the only thing
I remember was wanting to grow up...
