one aspect of Millennial nostalgia I seldom see anyone talk about is having learned certain words and phrases from a certain series of books books- through voracious fable devourment, if you will -and thus being totally unable to hear anyone say "inordinate" and be mentally normal about it, even a score of years later
"score" being a unit of measurement which here means "oh my god I'm 33 years old and I got Pavlov'd by the Lucky Smells Lumbermill"
pasta puttanesca! pariah! horseradish! red herring!



















