The assholes were still assholes, but with nicer clothes and stunningly anorexic wives. The cool people I used to know were still cool people, still trying to fit in and be normal. In fact, most of the people I hung out with, got stoned with, had sex on pool tables with–while her father was in the next room, thank you–all of those cool people grew to become their fucking parents. It was shocking. They were all in favor of school uniforms. They all said that their teenagers took fashion too far. Things are different now, they insisted. I just sat there smiling and shaking my head. What the fuck happened you people?
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