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I remember when WoW was just "wow" with creative use of capital letters.
When someone had explain why I had to learn how to drive because I couldn't ride a horse everywhere.
And when my mom made me a "horse driver's" license.
I remember when I got my first used psych textbook at age 12 and read the whole thing in 3 days, then proclaimed to my parents I'd decided what i wanted to be when I grew up.
I remember when I took my mother's car to the gas station for the first time and overshot the pump, then backed up whilst everyone yelled because the hose was caught behind the enormous bumper of my mother's 1978 Caprice Classic as I was slowly moving backwards to realign the car.
I remember when being smart was cool.
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Here's how life works: you either get to ask for an apology or you get to shoot people. Not both. House
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Originally Posted by Plan9
Just realize that you're armed with smart but heavily outnumbered.
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The question isn’t who is going to let me; it’s who is going to stop me. Ayn Rand
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