You know what I miss? Crossing my wrists over my crotch and telling everyone to suck it. There was no better way to insult someone, finish a book report, or tell Grandma what you really felt about her than that simple little move. In the late 1990's, "Suck it" was everywhere, like fear of Y2k, but just like the millennium bug paranoia, it seemed to
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