Is it 1995 again?

I couldn't care less when that was, as long as you weren't giving a high five with the other one

 

I couldn't complete the thought. I didn't want to turn the memories in my mind into a cheesy clips show.

 

If it's '95, I have a huge crush on a girl next door, the girl from the 'bone it like you own it' thread.

 

Of all the things you'd buy, that's it?

 

Nope. That was busy, too.

 

No, that was Angola! And it wasn't his pocket.

 

I was 8 and thought the Pirates would be good again at some point. Oh, and I thought Bam Bam Morris and Neil O'Donnell were going to lead the Steelers to a Super Bowl victory.

 

I was about to turn 10 and Kansas was this far-away place that I only went to on holidays to visit Grandma and Grandpa.

About two years later, my parents gave me three weeks to pack up my room when we moved there. I don't think I've quite ever forgiven them.

 

For being moved to Kansas? I'd have issues with forgiving that, too.

 

I didn't realize that pizza could actually be delivered to one's house until college. I lived so far out in the middle of nowhere that the pizza places refused to deliver to our house. Not to mention living on a dirt road that was never maintained and living less than five miles away from my mother's entire family. Neither was a picnic.

However, on the upside, I could carry my FUTURE WILDCAT backpack to school without be looked at like a freak. ;D

 

Are you sure you weren't Amish?

 

I was 19 and thought the Pirates would be good again at some point. Oh, and I thought Bam Bam Morris and Neil O'Donnell were going to lead the Steelers to a Super Bowl victory.

Hey now ...