I miss the days when gods roamed the earth and man was nothing but an insect hiding beneath a rock in fear of getting squished. I miss evolution, where are you when I need you? I miss taking a dump and not it not smelling like anything, diet change, hello? I miss unprotected sex. I miss women with hairy legs and underarms. I miss it when Erzengel was a hot Asian chick. I miss taking Elmer's glue and rubbing it all over my hands and letting it dry and chasing after girls claiming that I shed my skin like a snake. I miss conquering the world with Genghis Khan. I miss Mongolian barbecue. I miss monkeys who threw their own feces at the Hype mods. I miss Notorious B.I.G., Tupac but **** Easy-E. I miss my metabolism more than my virginity... but I miss that too. I miss talking to my good buddy, Buddha... he was a smart dude. That movie Man From Earth is badass. I miss Monkeys throwing feces at the Hype mods, again. I miss being able to say ******** without offending anybody except *******. I miss records and cassettes and **** MP3s. I miss that stuff we used to eat back inna day, vaginas. I miss clapping my hand on my chest and saying, "adur" and everybody knowing what I meant. I miss variousnessosityness. I miss the future. Hell with the past.