Last Saturday night at a grungy bar, I found the "Streets of Fire" soundtrack on a jukebox and proceeded to play "Tonight is What it Means to Be Young" three times. I sang, I danced, I pumped my fist. It was the best thing I had ever heard. Of course, I was morbidly drunk.
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Last Saturday night at a grungy bar, I found the "Streets of Fire" soundtrack on a jukebox and proceeded to play "Tonight is What it Means to Be Young" three times. I sang, I danced, I pumped my fist. It was the best thing I had ever heard. Of course, I was morbidly drunk.
Thanks for the Drink at Work.com link! We like it when cool people like us and tell other cool people.
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