I grew up in the Bronx. When people would ask me if I went to Woodstock, I would tell them that I was at Woodstock West. We were just as dirty, ill-clothed and ill-fed, but the drugs were a lot better and the toys were awesome.
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6 comments:
scuse me while I kiss the sky
That is the most acid I have ever seen anyone take in my entire life...
Chip, you owe me a tongue!
---or---
Seizure? Of course I sees her!
To be read aloud in the tone of a Rocky and Bullwinkle narrator.
Read aloud twice daily as needed.
If symptoms persist, remove eyeballs.
I think I lived through that era, and I sure don't remember it being that bad. Was it?
Somebody tell these broads to stop with the nostalgia and go hit the treadmill.
Walgreens has nylons for $1.99--and self-respect is priceless.
Greetings:
I grew up in the Bronx. When people would ask me if I went to Woodstock, I would tell them that I was at Woodstock West. We were just as dirty, ill-clothed and ill-fed, but the drugs were a lot better and the toys were awesome.
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