Funky 80s And yet here she comes, the lesson in 80 years.
So, now to the eighties years: Yes, I too had a Rubick Cube, yes Nena looked super in the red mini skirt, and yes, Limahl had a funny hairstyle. Rod Stewart too.
I lived but not in the world of the red miniskirts. I lived in the world of whole grain pasta. One of the most superfluous food ever invented. But white flour was bad! Man died of it. Therefore you had on holiday to France to take a two week's supply rock-hard organic bread, because these baguettes were so full of white flour shit. This tastes so one does not, once you have tasted this rock-hard organic bread. Some claimed. Because there are nerds everywhere. Not only noodles were gray, even the writing paper. I think even then they could produce white recycled paper, but the Aromateetanten wanted gray paper. Otherwise we would have indeed not seen the difference. In a selection of ten types of tea in the house the way you need to invite a woman. Ten were minimum. In most cases remained at the table. For me at least.
But they could but the cut with scissors thermal undershirt collar of her flirtatious slip over the shoulder. In my Memory they all had beautiful shoulders. And, yes, I do not want to press this issue, also very nice armpit hair. The thermal undershirt, incidentally, was also black, because the biodegradable detergent composed of three components is not functioning properly. Anyway, so at least we have forced the industry to its knees, and now live again in the Rhine fish.
Discuss the way, was also very exhausting. You could not say because it was supposed to talk about himself. Indeed, it has been accused of a turn, so you would start every sentence with "I" would be if one's not even noticed. Then you feel, uh, I am poor. That was probably the intention.
The diseases were all psychosomatic: cold meant, for example, "You have the nose full" gastrointestinal, well, you can imagine, yes.
And the great political movements of the 80s, the peace movement and the anti-nuclear movement of which they were acting: from fear. Fear of the apocalypse. It was not on the road to capitalism, to abolish the shit, no, fear, fear of German, the people took to the streets, because no other world in the trunk and so on. How unfunky.
So, that was, in all brevity, the first half of the 80s. Then, in 1985, I was squatting and autonomous, tie-dyed diaper off, her black shawl. Leather jacket purchased. abolish capitalism started with shit. Again, there were many a fanciful rule, but finally tasty sandwiches and lots of stolen champagne. But that's another story. Do I have to write down times. But yes you get nowhere. Continuously we must work. Fucking capitalism. Should we abolish times.
