Apparently, it is now unhip and totally square to know that it’s hip to be square.
Similacly, the Sixties generation found out that the diapers, they need a-changin’.
And as property owners, they realized there need to be signs, signs, everywhere signs.
And the House of the Rising Son would really be a nice change of pace.
“Oh, you kid!”
“We plow deep while others sleep.”
“Veni, vidi, vici…”
“Veni, vidi, Visa.” (“We came, we saw, we shopped.”)
We really need to have a conversation about fight club.