Oh, to be underage and playing Twister in a paisley shirt! It was a different time ... an era when my walls were covered with Bob Marley posters, I adamantly and loudly protested the presence of marijuana at my apartment, and I refused to accept the irony.
|so this was what it was like being 19.|
|nope, wait. THIS is more accurate.|
Now, what in the SHIT did I do with that shirt?