I remember the good old days

It was so much better than you
kids today get – we could eat all
the lead paint chips we wanted,
breathe in particulate-laden air,
throw our garbage anywhere we
wanted.

And the fights! I remember this
one time, when Jimmy Hawkins
punched a kid in the head
and knocked out two teeth.
Yeah, the kid got brain damage,
but still, it was a hell of a fight.

If we broke the rules at school,
we got hit. We learned pretty quick
not to get caught – we made sure
we tattled on the kid with
brain damage, because it was
funny to listen to him cry
after getting paddled for
something he didn’t remember
doing.

So, yeah, the good old days.

They sure were good.