Give us Pony Boy and Duckie, you can keep Blane
Ahhhh the 80s! Can we discuss this decade for a bit? I was born in 1970, nourished on Gen X formula, not by choice but by fate. In fairness, the 80s had its high points – masterful mullets, Nancy’s war on drugs, fanny packs, inane movies, wonderfully cheesy music, cringe-worthy fashion, and of course the […]
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