Don’t worry, life begins at thirty. But unfortunately so do hangovers that last a fortnight.
Successfully convincing your mum that you needed a pair of Adidas poppers, thus finally meaning you were accepted by your peers.
The first time you saw a Global Hypercolor T-shirt change colour.
And proceeded to draw a cock and balls.
Getting your first full-sized bike, often an inexplicably heavy Raleigh Max. And the first time you had an "incident" with the cross bar. Ouch.
Doing wheelies and endos, which usually resulted in you falling on your arse/face/both.
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