1991

I know I know I know, but still = when the vibe of that glorious summer of 1991 surfaces, more often than not, this is what it sounds like:

However, @ the time,I was unable to tell the two people closest to me that, well, this song rocks. Social anxiety. But, I was learning to be an astronaut @ this time, and more and more it was easy to imform everyone that why yes, this horid trashy disco song..................... is fucking ACE!!

...just a little bit.