KLB and I met when I was in my mid-twenties and she was just a tad my senior. Almost three decades later she still she looks like she’s in her thirties. (Yep, bitch stole mah look!) The world has changed so much from the time KLB and I were teenagers. We grew up with Atari, manually changing the channel on the TV that had only a handful of options, playing outside with our friends, and those formative teenage years when you tried a lit-tle too hard with the lipgloss and the blue eyeliner. The social media of our day consisted of a Xeroxed flyer tacked up in homeroom class about an upcoming school dance that had graffiti on it. This new edition of Meme Girls is focused on banter with a look back. KLB kicked off the day with this doozy…

“Your mom let you use foundation? It was so goopy and always spilled! My Mom never let us use it. She used to say that base was like wearing a hat on your face! She’s still hilarious in the makeup section at all the department store counters. All the cool sales gals know her and they are fans. I bet you were immaculate as a teenager. Believe it or not, I wasn’t! My room was often referred to as a pigsty.”

“Wow, Jenster. I love the color coded garbage bins! You had a big room. I grew up in Brooklyn where our digs were a bit smaller. But I definitely had attitude. Nothing like the millennials of today…”

“OMG. Hilarous! I fear I’m getting old. Ailment Log Mondays that I do with Michael has spilled into other days. Plus I can’t exercise yet– doctor’s orders. So I have to deal with this…”

“I hear ya, honey…”

“I can’t stop laughing. I think it’s the ponytail. But it could be the glasses!”

“Isn’t it good to know we are not alone in the universe regarding the way we think? I bet alien women deal with the same shit all over the galaxy. I have a brilliant idea to thin the population– meaning make less people, not make everyone skinny, wise guy…”

“Dang, baby! That is an awesome idea!! There should be a sound track of slamming doors, too. I’m fine with the fact that Bill and I didn’t contribute to the ever growing population of entitled teens. Hell, I’m still learning how to be an adult and I’m already on the sixth floor…”

“I don’t drag my phone into the powder room. I can’t engage in such risky behavior. I’m always terrified– god forbid it falls in, my life craters for 48 hours. Plus I don’t wear reading glasses in the loo! Don’t even tell me you do this? I’m still someone who reads actual books– not like kids today…”

“I know. Isn’t that sad? Remember these?”


“I think I had that exact magic slate! They hung on hooks at the grocery store as an impulse purchase at Waldbaum’s. Then we’d go home just as the ice cream man was circling the neighborhood. Ahhh, those were the days. Here’s an idea…”

“Jenster. Question…”

“I’d have to go with skinny because, ahem…”

“And I don’t even drink coffee! Who would wear those? Like a walking DON’T sign. Yikes. I saw this today. Fell over laughing near the onions and the tubers.”

“I know you’re a big potato fan. Have you seen this??”

“I haven’t! I love that! I’m the only one in my entire family that does not drink coffee or eat guac. I like to buck tradition anyway.”

“Jenster, this is so true! Our ancestors ate some weird ass shit!”

“I know. They fried and salted or smoked everything they could. Not like today…”

“To be honest…”


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