What happened to the days of mall-going where you’d wear your high school letterman jacket with the intention of chasing young tail but instead just end up stealing quarters from the wish fountain and make ‘awww’ faces at the caged puppies in the pet store window? Are the days over where kids bring a change of clothes so they can get multiple free samples at the Chinese Food restaurant in the Food Court without them catching on over? Or was that just me?
That was enough for me. If I could get picked up by my mom with a belly full of seasame chicken and every bone in my leg unshattered,that would be my preference.
But then again, maybe if I was more of a risk taker like this dude, I would have approached that cute chick ripping tickets at the movie theater instead of just giving myself a tug when I get home.