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BRAIN53
Thu 09 Jul, 2009

The Spoiled Under-30 Crowd
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THE SPOILED UNDER-30 CROWD!<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>!<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>!<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b><b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>
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If you are 30 or older you will think this is hilarious!<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>!<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>!<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>!<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> <b style="color:#FFA34F"></b><b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>
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When I was a kid,<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> adults used to bore me to tears<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>
with their tedious diatribes about how hard things were.<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> When they were growing up;<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> what with walking twenty-five miles to school every morning<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>
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<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> Uphill.<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>.<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>.<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> barefoot.<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>.<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>.<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b><b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>
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BOTH ways <b style="color:#FFA34F"></b><b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>
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Yadda,<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> yadda,<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> yadda<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>
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And I remember promising myself that when I grew up,<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b><b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>
there was no way in hell I was going to lay <b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> <b style="color:#FFA34F"></b><b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>
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a bunch of crap like that on kids about how hard I had it <b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> <b style="color:#FFA34F"></b><b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>
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and how easy they've got it!<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b><b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>
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But now that.<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>.<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>.<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> I'm over the ripe old age of thirty,<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> I can't help but look around and notice the youth of today.<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b><b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>
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You've got it so easy!<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> I mean,<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> compared to my childhood,<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> you live in a damn Utopia!<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b><b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>
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And I hate to say it but you kids today you don't know how good you've got it!<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b><b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>
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I mean,<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> when I was a kid we didn't have the internet.<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> If we wanted to know something,<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> we had to go to the damn library and look it up ourselves,<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> in the card catalogue!<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>!<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b><b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>
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There was no email!<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>!<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> We had to actually write<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>
somebody a letter,<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> with a pen!<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b><b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>
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Then you had to walk all the way across the street and put it in the mailbox and it would take like a week to get there!<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> <b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> Stamps were 10 cents!<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b><b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>
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Child Protective Services didn't care if our parents beat us.<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> <b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> As a matter of fact,<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> the parents of all my friends also had permission to kick our ass!<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> <b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> Nowhere was safe!<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b><b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>
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There were no MP3'<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> s or Napsters!<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> <b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> If you wanted to steal music,<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> you had to hitchhike to the damn record store and shoplift it yourself!<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b><b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>
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Or you had to wait around all day to tape it off the radio and the DJ'd usually talk over the beginning and <b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>@<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>#<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>*<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>%<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> it all up!<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b><b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>
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There were no CD players!<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> <b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> We had tape decks in our car.<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> <b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> We'd play our favorite tape and <b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>"eject"<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> it when finished and the tape would come undone.<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>.<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>.cause that's how we rolled,<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> dig?<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> <b style="color:#FFA34F"></b><b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>
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We didn't have fancy crap like Call Waiting!<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> <b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> If you were on the phone and somebody else called they got a busy signal,<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> that's it!<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b><b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>
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And we didn't have fancy Caller ID either!<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> <b style="color:#FFA34F"></b><b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>
When the phone rang,<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> you had no idea who it was!<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> It could be your school,<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> your mom,<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> your boss,<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> your bookie,<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> your drug dealer,<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> a collections agent,<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> you just didn't know!<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>!<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>!<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> You had to pick it up and take your chances,<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> mister!<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> <b style="color:#FFA34F"></b><b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>
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We didn't have any fancy Sony Playstation video<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>
games with high-resolution 3-D graphics!<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> We had the Atari 2600!<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> with games like <b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>'Space Invaders'<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> and <b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>'asteroids'<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>.<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> Your guy was a little square!<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> You actually had to use your imagination!<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>!<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> And there were no multiple levels or<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>
screens,<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> it was just one screen forever!<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b><b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>
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And you could never win.<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> The game just kept getting<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>
harder and harder and faster and faster until you died!<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> Just like LIFE!<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> <b style="color:#FFA34F"></b><b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>
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You had to use a little book called a TV Guide to find out what was on!<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> <b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> You were screwed when it came to channel surfing!<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> You had to get off your ass and walk over to the TV to change the channel!<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> There was no Cartoon Network either!<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> You could only get cartoons on Saturday Morning.<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> Do you hear what I'm saying!<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>?<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>!<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> We had to wait ALL WEEK for cartoons,<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> you spoiled<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>
little rat-bastards!<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b><b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>
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And we didn't have microwaves,<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> if we wanted to heat<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>
something up we had to use the stove <b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>.<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>.<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>.<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> imagine that!<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b><b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>
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<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> That's exactly what I'm talking about!<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> You kids today have got it too easy.<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> <b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> You're spoiled.<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> <b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> You guys wouldn't have lasted<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>
five minutes back in 1980 or before!<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b><b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>
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Regards,<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b><b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>
The over 30 Crowd

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jkf
Thu 09 Jul, 2009

Re: The Spoiled Under-30 Crowd
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hehehe.<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>.<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>.<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b><b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>
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I remember that our parents being able to kick our asses<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>
and everyone else too.<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>.<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>.<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> it really kept us in line.<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>.<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>.<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> <b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>:lol:<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>

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Mop
Sun 12 Jul, 2009

Re: The Spoiled Under-30 Crowd
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Damn.<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>.<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>.I'm in my 40-s.<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>.<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>.can you imagine what I think of today's youngsters?<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> <b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>:lol:<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> <b style="color:#FFA34F"></b> <b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>:lol:<b style="color:#FFA34F"></b>
