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winkiebear
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« on: April 26, 2001, 04:38:50 pm »

I was working part time in a five and dime. My boss was Mr. Magee. He was six foot four and full of muscles and walked like an Egyptian, but I was happy to be stuck with him. One manic Monday, while I was busy working for the weekend, I overheard him make a careless whisper.



He told two of my co-workers, Jack and Diane, that I gave love a bad name.  Well, I got so emotional, baby. I told him to say say say what he wants, but don't play games with my affection. He told me it was hard for him to say he's sorry and not to worry, to be happy. Then he blamed it on the rain. He was so out of touch. It just took my breath away. I couldn't fight this feeling any longer. I asked him "What's love got to do with it?" He told me to get outta his store and his dreams and into my car.



So I figured I might as well jump. I cut footloose, went home and called my girl, Jenny. (You already know the number) She was on the other line with Amanda. They were talking about Mickey and how he was so fine. That blew my mind! Was she really going out with him? I told her that I had just called to say I love her. She told me she had been saving all her love for me, but now she was looking for a new love - hasta la vista, baby. I thought "I can't go for that - no can do! Bring me a higher love!" I called up some of my old west end girls, hoping that one of them would want to get physical all night long (all night). First I called Billie Jean - she told me to beat it. I called Rosanna - her sister Christian blessed the rains down in Africa and then hung up on me. Come on, Eileen! . no answer. Nobody told me there'd be days like these! I was feeling like the owner of a lonely heart.



Then, out of the blue, my best friend's girlfriend (she used to be mine) Roxanne calls. Yes, the real Roxanne. She told me she still hadn't found what she's looking for and that she wanted to take on me. I said "I thought you were Jessie's girl." She said "Don't you want me? You don't have to put on the red light- I'm on my own." What a feeling! I had the eye of the tiger. Who was I f-f-f-foolin? Roxanne drove me crazy like no one else. She's a beauty! She blinded me with science and weird science at that. There was always something there to remind me of her and I just knew that I'd have the time of my life.



I wasn't about to la-di-da-di. I jumped in my little red Corvette and rocked down to Electric Avenue. I got my mind set on her. When I got to her house (in the middle of her street) I ran. I rapped on her front door and to this rapper's delight, I heard a voice say "Who can it be now?" "Here I am, the one that you love", I replied. I let my love open the door and was immediately lost in her eyes. I felt like a virgin touched for the very first time. Well, I felt it was my prerogative to bust a move. I told her "I'll tumble for ya!" as I pinned her on the stairs, hungry like the wolf.



Just then I felt an invisible touch on my shoulder. "Turn around bright eyes!" said a familiar voice. As I did, Jessie hit me with a sledgehammer of an uppercut that spun me right round like a record. He was hangin' tough and continued to roll with it, knocking the wind from beneath my wings - broken wings by this time. He rocked me tonight, for old time's sake, beating me from head to toe, until my true colors were black and blue and blood was spilling from my mouth like red, red wine. "You don't owe me money for nothing!" he snarled. At this point I was livin' on a prayer. I crawled back to my little red Corvette and drove home thinking about how my tainted love had cut like a knife - how it seems that every rose, truly, has its thorn.



No longer do I want to know what love is. Love stinks.
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« Reply #1 on: April 26, 2001, 06:47:18 pm »

LM*O .......... thanks for the trip down memory lane!  



*SIGH* Too bad my kids have no clue why I'm laughing so hard.
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« Reply #2 on: April 26, 2001, 06:53:02 pm »

but after I first read this, had ALL of the songs running through my head all day!!!
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« Reply #3 on: April 27, 2001, 08:22:56 am »

I have to agree with Winkie (again! this is becoming a trend).  It's the only story I've read that includes a medley in my head!  I want my MTV! (my money for nothin' and my chicks for free)
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« Reply #4 on: April 27, 2001, 08:33:20 am »

Radar, this is getting very Twilight Zone!!!

     

 

 
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« Reply #5 on: April 27, 2001, 01:21:10 pm »

Errr . . . Wink?  What's really in that coffee mug your carrying around?



Where's my Rasberry Beret? You know, like the ones you find in a Secondhand Store?



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« Reply #6 on: April 27, 2001, 01:27:25 pm »

  Actually, WS, today it's green tea - feeling very ill...



as for the rest of the time, I'm not telling!  
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« Reply #7 on: April 27, 2001, 02:30:53 pm »

Some time ago I received an e-mail titled something like "You know you grew up in the 80's if..."  It was pretty funny.  



What do you remember about the 80's?

TV shows like: Family Ties, Cosby, Cheers

Big hair - hair jel

acid washed denim

pink t-shirt with white blazer and 3 days of beard growth

punk rock and new wave

safety pins

Cyndi Lauper "Girls just wanna have fun"

Madonna "Like a Virgin", "Desperately Seeking Susan"

underwear as outerwear

Romancing the Stone

Back to the Future

slam dancing

the Fauklands War (all this about sheep?)

Yahoo Serious

Crocodile Dundee (the first time)

Men at Work - from a land down under!

Corey Hart - I wear my sunglasses at night

and...
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« Reply #8 on: April 27, 2001, 02:38:23 pm »



 . . .

* jelly shoes

* plastic bracelets all up the arm

* Debbie Gibson & Tiffany

* sweatshirts with the sleeves cut off and the neckline off the shoulder

* headbands

* LEGWARMERS!!!

* boomboxes carried on the shoulder (I actually did that)

* breakdancing on cardboard taped to cement driveways

* The Dukes of Hazzard

* Love Boat

* Fantasy Island



and . . .
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« Reply #9 on: April 27, 2001, 03:03:12 pm »

...Rubik's cube

Madonna-wanna-bees

Sid and Nancy

Deely-boppers

ET phone home

Mad Max, Mad Max II, Mad Max Beyond Thunderdome



and...
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« Reply #10 on: April 27, 2001, 03:13:48 pm »

Star Wars

Return of the Jedi

You took mine Winkie with Dukes of Hazzard (but worth mentioning again)

Secret of My Success

Back to the Future 1&2



and......



 
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« Reply #11 on: April 29, 2001, 08:21:33 am »

Bueler .... Bueler .... Bueler

Freddy

Jason

Adventures in Babysitting

"Brains .. brains"

needing a pliers to zip my jeans

the Goody comb in the back pocket

the moonwalk and a single glove



and......

 
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« Reply #12 on: April 30, 2001, 10:28:05 am »

Peter Gabriel

 
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« Reply #13 on: April 30, 2001, 04:03:02 pm »

...

Molly Ringwald

Judd Nelson

Emilio Estevez

Anthony Michael Hall

Ally Sheedy

Yes, it's  The Breakfast Club!



Oooh - almost forgot one:

The Two Coreys!  Haim & Feldman!

 
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« Reply #14 on: April 30, 2001, 05:25:03 pm »

John Schnieder (Bo Duke)

Randy Travis (Late 80's)
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