Helen and I paid an unexpected visit to 1983 this evening.
I called her to catch up. We were going to meet for lunch tomorrow, but she'd rather not eat out with a flu leper.
So, Helen and I found ourselves on the phone with one another watching Prince on television while he crooned Purple Rain in a pretty long coat in the exact same fashion he used to do before either of us could drive.
Helen and I spent far too many of our teen hours on the phone with one another in the same manner watching Prince on MTV, wasting away our youth.
I have to admit, he's still got it going on after twenty-two years. Wasn't his beautiful name symbol guitar all that? And the lit up marching band back-up rocked.
Come to think of it, Helen and I still got it going on as well. You should see us dance.
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